Winnie: This morning mama took us for our daily poop walk. We were almost home when suddenly, a loose dog ran across the street and attacked us!

Jiggs: It was awful. Mama was screaming for help but no one came. The dog was biting us and we were fighting back as best we could. The dog was much bigger than we are.

Winnie: It only lasted for seconds, but mama felt like it went on forever. The dog bit me on the chest, and bit Jiggs on his shoulder.

Jiggs: Mama remembered what Mr Tim said and started throwing rocks at the dog. But I think it stopped and went away because Winnie and I were a team and the dog thought “two against one isn’t going to go my way.”

Winnie: We rushed home. Mama and dad looked at our injuries. Mama was MAD – she said “I am going back to talk to the owner. This is NOT ACCEPTABLE.” Dad went with her.

Jiggs: The owner was outside looking for his dog. He said he was so sorry that his dog hurt us, and that he would take “full responsibility.”

Winnie: Mama and Dad put us in the car and took us to E-M-E-R-G-E-N-C-Y. Jiggs licked my bloody wound and I licked his all the way to the vet. Because we love each other.

Winnie boo-boo

Jiggs: I got a staple in my boo-boo. But Winnie was so freaked out that she growled at the nice vet-lady. Vet-lady said, “just clean her wound and keep an eye on it.”

Jiggs boo-boo

Winnie: We have drugs to keep us from infection and inflammation. But we are going to be fine. It was scary. I did not like it. Now mama is going to buy something to protect us from loose mean dogs. It’s a big stick.

We are going to be fine.

We were traumatized today. Peace.