We just got back from our volunteer dog walking shift at the local Humane Society. This is the e-mail I'm sending to the behaviorist:
Dear N----,
We want to make you aware of a dog bite that just happened. I didn't make a fuss of it while there because all the new volunteers were shadowing and I didn't want to scare them all away. Also, I made sure I wasn't bleeding otherwise I would have told someone right away.
Anyway, it was Wally, the flat coated retriever (or whatever he is, I'm not really sure that's just what he looks like to me) that's over between Pepper and the Airedale. I like labs so I took him outside but all the pens were full so we went on a walk. He wasn't really that bad, he didn't jump around, he just pulled a lot and criss-crossed but he seemed happy. We walked accross the street to the parking lot and I was crossing the parking lot with him b/c he was so distracted by sniffing grass I figured if we crossed the lot then he could focus on leash manners with no grass to temp him. He was being very good, still pulling a bit, but he looked really happy and I was praising him for being good. Then all the sudden, he jumped up on my back from behind. Since he jumped me from behind I couldn't really tell why and just thought he was being playful or wanted to hump me. I said "no, off!" and kinda shrugged him off me, but he did it again. I still didn't think he was being aggressive or anything, so I tugged the leash a bit to see if he'd come around to the side. He did, but then he charged and just started biting and biting me. He was biting everywhere - mostly my arms and thigh. He got my upper left arm many times and was biting HARD and pulling. I just tried to relax and stay still, I did not pull back (probably why I'm not bleeding). I don't know how many times he bit - maybe a dozen or more. Then I saw my husband across the street walking Newton and it occured to me that maybe Wally is leash reactive and saw Newton so was biting me instead. I was so scared, so I just held still and hunched over and let him bite me over and over. My husband was still far away with Newton so I yelled for him to stop coming closer. Wally stopped biting for a minute to stare at Newton, but then started attacking my legs and ankles. I tried to yell but I was too scared to yell loud but finally my husband heard me say "stop coming, he sees your dog and he's biting and biting." He saw me hunched over standing real still with the dog charging at me. I didn't scream or say anything to the dog. I was holding the lead in my right hand, but it didn't really matter since he was not trying to run away. My husband was scared for me so he quickly RAN across the street with Newton, yanked Wally away and threw me Newton's leash and ran off with Wally. I took Newton and just walked as far away as I could until Newton was settled and then I took off my shirt to make sure I wasn't bleeding. One of the bites was so hard and he tugged so hard several times, I thought for sure I'd be bleeding but I'm not. My husband took Wally back in and I walked around the lot with Newton to cool off. He said Wally did not bite him and had probably exerted most of his energy biting me. After I calmed down, I took Newton back in and I saw Wally's cage says he is adopted. Another lady said that Wally had jumped on her and snapped on her hand very hard and she was afraid of him. I only heard this from my husband and I don't know her name so I don't know if she's entirely positive it's the same dog.
Like I said, I didn't want to scare off all the new volunteers and since I'm not seriously injured, I thought it would be best to tell you directly. Basically, my arms have bite marks all over them, like little teeth marks. I have a giant bruise on my left arm where he bit hard and tugged several times. It hurts REALLY bad right now, but I'll get over it.
Some other things to note - I don't recall that he was ever growling at me and he never barked. Also, when my husband ran over to grab him and pull him off me, he did jump at Newton a tad bit, but I think they were just sniffing and neither of them growled or tried to bite each other. I never was mean or too forceful with him and I was praising him when he was walking more calmly.
I really don't know what happened other than he saw Newton before I did and reacted towards me. When he started attacking, I was in the middle of the parking lot across from you guys and my husband was about halfway up the driveway of the Humane Society, so not really close at all (we are very careful not to let non-kennel mates get close, I usually turn around rather than pass even if we are on opposite sides of the street).
I just thought you should know since I would feel terrible if I didn't say anything and he did this to his adopted family.
If you have any more questions or I need to fill out a form or anything, let me know and I'll do it. We come in Saturday mornings and we're also volunteering for the open house on Sunday.
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I'm so amped up right now. I have NO clue what happened, he just kept charging, biting, and pulling at me so hard. I've never been so scared in my life. Halfway through I just gave up. I thought, as long as he can't get my throat, the worst is I will need lots of stitches, and I just hunched over and tried to yell for my husband but it all came out as a whimper.
If anyone can explain this incident, please do because I was more scared at the randomness and spontenaity of the attack than the bites themselves. Thank GOD I was wearing good shoes, leather gloves, and a good fleece jacket or my hands, arms, and ankles would be ripped to shreads right now.