So I just wanted to share another day in the life of Jenny... it is a little unbelievable but then if there is a weird story to tell, I am usually involved!
So there I was in my car heading home from the dreaded 2 hour trip to Walmart. I turn on my street and am thinking about all the groceries I am going to have to put up when I realize there is a large dog sitting in the middle of the road. I stop right in front of it and blow my horn... nothing, Blow again... nothing. This goes on for about 2 minutes when I give up and open the door. He sat there until I almost got to him and then he circled the car with me in tow (because I realized that he was hurt). We round the car and he jumps into my seat and climbs over to the passenger side. I realized at this point that he was dripping blood all over my seats. What do I do? I tried to get him out and even flagged down another car and ask for the police dept's number. They have someone on the phone already and they have the other person look up the phone number for me. I call the number and as I am dialing, I wonder... what am I going to say?
I am watching the dog closely as I have my 3 year old in the back seat and the dog turns around and faces me. Holy Cow, I realized at that point that I had a bloody, hurt, pit bull sitting in the front seat of my car! So there I was, on the phone with the police, trying to untangle Anna Beth from her car seat and wondering how in the world I was going to get myself out of this one. I closed the doors and left that pit bull in my warm, running car with all my groceries! The dog then climbed into the backseat and sat down in my child's car seat. Nasty!
A gentleman drove past and asked what was going on and he pulled over when I told him the story. He walked over to the car and confirmed that indeed that was a pit bull and offered to let Anna Beth sit in his car. Thankfully a police officer and his partner drove past at that moment and pulled over to help. They were very kind and called Animal Control and prepared to direct traffic around our stranded car with the dog as pretty as you please resting in Anna Beth's car seat. At some point, we realized that Animal Control was not coming and they made another call. Anna Beth had to go to the bathroom and I was another 1/2 mile from the house with my keys trapped in the running car. I grabbed Anna Beth out of the back of the police car and headed into the woods. She is not very good at going in the great outdoors and tried to stand up while she was still going.
So here I sat in the back of the police car, a wet child, my car running out of gas and $200 worth of groceries going to pot just because I had opened the door to a strange dog! After 2 hours of this ordeal, I was able to stick my child in her bloody car seat and drive home to put away my groceries. It has been a long and frustrating day but hopefully the dog will be ok and all will not be lost!
