Originally Posted by Cyndalie

My past month:
Husband in the hospital for a week, very ill. During this week my dog and I got attacked by a pitbull that was off lead in a public space, I picked up my Cavalier spaniel when I saw it charging and it bit the shit out of me trying to get to her, then pulled us both down and almost killed her. $4500 and 2 surgeries later she still has an open wound about an inch wide (they had to remove so much skin and tissue they couldn't close it) and it's horrible to look at. My bites have healed but I have a torn labrum (shoulder) and achilles from the attack, so I'm still in pain. The day after the dog attack I had to put my 15 year old cat to sleep. My birthday came and I didn't even get a card from my mom, dad, 3 siblings, living grandparents, inlaws, anyone. I got a few text messages and facebook posts whoopiee no gifts, because, hell I'm 39.