Dog Attack And Gods Protection

On Monday, (9-5-11) I had a pretty terrifying experience!   My husband Crickett, and I got up early to go to this guys house, to look at cars.  I'll call him Bob.  When we got there, there were about six dogs that were on the large property.  They looked like pit bull and something.  We walked around, looking at all the cars and stuff.   The place looked like a junk yard.  The dogs didn't bother us.   At one point, I was able to call one of the dogs over.  He sniffed my hand, and I gave his head a pat.

Bob needed to have his computer looked at, so Crickett, went into this small, over crowded trailer to help him.  I thought I would look around.   Very carefully, I made my way through a maze of stuff, amazed by all the different things that he had.   I walked past this small trailer where a young man was staying to help with the property.  I heard movement inside, so I quickly walked away. 

  I was looking in this one area, when one of the dogs, gave a loud bark.  The dog seemed far away.  I said, “It's OK,” then all of a sudden all the six dogs came at me.  Before I could blink, they were in front of me.  The dogs started to bark aggressively and nip, both my arms and legs.  I  walked backwards.   Panic and fear took over.  I was terrified!  I was afraid to grab something for defense.  I was afraid they would  get angrier.   I was getting more and more scarred.  I didn't know what to do.  The dogs knew that I was scared.  I did not want to make matters worse by screaming, so with some control, I calmly yelled,  "help me, Please!   Help me!"   It seemed liked forever.  The dogs were not relenting.

Finally, this guy came over holding this six foot stick.   My rescuer!   He told the dogs to get back and escorted me to where my husband was.  I was never so glad to see someone, in all my life.  I don't know what would of happened if he was not around.   How long could I have held off the dogs?  Was I going to be eaten alive?     I was very, very, shook up!   I started to cry.   One nip was so hard that it made a big bruise on my leg and a small hole where a tooth broke the skin. 

My husband was so preoccupied with the computer that when I came in, he hardly noticed.  They did not realize the significance of what just happened.  Without even looking, my husband asked if any skin was broken.   I said, I didn't think so.   He said, “You'll be ok.”  Then Bob added, “I'm sorry that you had to experience that.”

The computer was pretty messed up.    Crickett was trying to fix it and put these virus protectors on it.   We were there for hours and hours.  When they wanted a break they would go out side.  I would stay in the small trailer and just cry, to afraid to go out the door.  At one point in the afternoon, I was ready to go out

side with them, but when I saw a dog close by, I quickly changed my mind.

Finally it was time to leave, I held on to Cricketts hand for dear life.  I made sure Bob was close by.  I heard the dogs following behind, panic set in again.  I quickly jumped into the truck, heart pounding a mile a minute.

After getting home and eating a quick meal, I called a friend for prayer.  I needed peace!  Crickett  gave me a hug and I just cried and cried, the thought of all those dogs, really freaked me out..

                                                    Very, Very, Traumatic!

  

I've been encouraged that if that happens again, to pick up something to defend my self.    If your going to go down, go down fighting.   Also, a dog may try to bite the back of the neck, so clasp your hands together to protect that area.   With elbows forward, try to protect your face.  If you have a knife, use it.  And If at all possible stay standing.  If you fall down, they will think they won, and may not give-up. 

In the midst of all this, I want to give Praise to God.   As bad as it was, (and it was very bad!) it could have been worse.   The dogs could of violently growled and bit me all over.   They could of torn me into pieces.

I also want to Praise God For the location the dogs came after me.  I had walked in places that no one would of heard me.  I also Praise God that, that guy was in the trailer and that he heard me. 


                               And I Praise God that I'm still alive to talk about this! 

I  want to leave you with this.  In Romans, 8:28  It says,"I know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose."       I believe that God is going to use this in many ways.  May you all be Blessed and be SAFE!