Here we go again. Just when I figured The Pony was home safe from work Monday, on our first snowy day, I got a text at 5:33.
"Home. Got bitten by a dog again. Right buttcheek this time."
"Nooo! Can I call?"
Permission granted, I got the details.
"It was the last 20 minutes of my route. It's a house that always has their dog put up. I was taking them a package when the dog ran up behind me and bit my butt. It ran around to the back of the house after that. It's a medium-sized dog that looks like it might be part dalmatian. A girl came to the door. A daughter, I think. I said, 'Here's a package for you, and your dog just bit me.' She must have seen me coming, because she opened the door right up, and she was hollering at some guy, maybe a boyfriend or brother, to keep the dog in the house.
Since it's always inside, I figure SOMEBODY, probably that guy, just let it out to poop because it was so cold, and he didn't want to walk it on a leash. It tore two holes in my shorts with its teeth. Looks like only one tooth went all the way into my butt. I was pretty upset when I got back. This starts the whole dog thing all over again. Two managers were there. They said I had 24 hours to decide if I wanted to go to the doctor for it, but they won't force me to if I don't want to. I still have the antibiotic ointment from the last dog bite. She didn't mention shots, but they seem to take care of that dog, because it's always inside."
Poor Pony! Here is the initial picture right after it happened:
Lucky that more teeth didn't take hold!
I'd say those shorts are still wearable...
At the risk of skipping down the road to Inappropriateville, I'm going to show the flesh wound. Don't worry, it's a tight closeup. Just try to forget where it's located!
Not too deep, The Pony says. A little oozy. Kind of painful, but no bruising yet.
Tuesday morning, post-shower, it was looking good enough:
"Morning butt update: it looks more like a single shallow gouge and a few pressure tears, rather than a deep puncture. Still not fun. A bit swollen, no bruising yet, but also I don't have my glasses on while looking. Some further pictures show a bit of a bruise starting and a weird divot, depending on how I am standing."
I got an update at 10:16. "It is thankfully not the load bearing part of my butt. The weight isn't directly on it when I sit in the Metris."
Backroads definitely has a dog problem. Hick says if the dog bit now, it's probably bitten before. I don't know about that. It would explain why they always keep the dog in the house, and it's not out roaming like the other predatory curs that make The Pony's work life a challenge.
The Pony would have been protected from this one, had he been carrying a big fat George Costanza wallet in his pocket!
Oh, poor Pony :( - as an aside, respectfully, he reallt wears his uniform well :)! I think it's a shame that clearly these dogs have no training because why do they go straight to biting? He has turned into the human version of a delicious hambone.
ReplyDeleteHeh, heh! It's all about layers on these cold days. I thought the tights were a nice touch.
DeleteThe dogs are just doing what dogs do, and protecting their humans from somebody invading their territory. This dog has always been in the house, so probably felt threatened finding himself outside with a stranger going towards his people. At least it felt enough shame to run away after just one taste!
Maybe if he gets a reputation for a mailman that reports to authorities every dog bite, more people would keep dogs under control. Maybe they need and ordinance in that part of town.
ReplyDeleteThe Pony and all his co-workers report a bite to management when it happens. The manager then calls the city to report the bite, and goes to the site to gather more info from the owners if the incident merits immediate medical care. There is already an ordinance prohibiting loose dogs in this town. It seems to be the city officials are at fault, for lax enforcement.
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