Mary tried to kill two dogs today.
Dawn tried the CBD oil on her this morning after her breakfast. She was completely fine the whole day, until we got to the dog park. She was chill with my mom, relatively not-insane in the car, and then when we got to Runway...
She immediately attacked a dog that ran up to Dawn. Unfortunately for Mary, this was another pit bull who was wearing a spiked collar. She got a couple of nicks from that one. Had a hell of a time pulling her away from that dog though/ We chalked it up to her being defensive about dogs coming up to one of us.
Then when we walked on a little ways, she went after another dog. Completely unprovoked. That poor dog was squealing and trying like hell to get away from her. We managed to pull her off that dog, but we left immediately after that.
I cried on the drive home. The thought of someone getting their dog hurt and being responsible for that was too much. I can't imagine how I would feel if someone else's dog did that to mine. I'd be liable to pull a pistol on them.
I don't know what we're going to do about it yet. I wasn't ready to do deal with that tonight. Instead I just cheated on my diet with a delicious cheeseburger and fries and ice cream. Sharing ice cream with Mike made me forget about things, at least for a little while.
I don't know what the fuck to do about Mary. I don't want to lose her, or for her to have some crippled quality of life, but... I'm not willing to accept that she might be a danger to others. I'd sooner tank her quality of life than endanger others. I'm better than that god dammit. I won't be that guy, with that dog. That's not fair.