| | Last week, Ben and Michelle had a huge fight with each other....and I got bitten. :(
It all started with Michelle digging through the trash and hogging this bag of chicken bones she found. Cookie smelt CHICKEN and snapped at her through the partition. Ben wanted some as well, but Michelle snapped at him. Poor Ben, always kena bully by Michelle.
 
My sister hollered at my maid to grab the chicken bones away...coz they might choke on them. (Cooked chicken bones are dangerous as they are small and brittle and can lodge in dogs' throats) I distracted them with doggy snacks. Michelle got really angry when my maid took the bag away, and dunno why Ben got pissed as well. I think underneath his cute silly exterior lies a huge mountain of fury. They both just started biting at each other...sinking their teeth at each others necks and basically whatever they could latch on. They were both so furious!!
I was horrified..I mean I've seen them fight before but never this ferociously and for so long. It must have been for more than 5 long minutes of biting and shoving each other on the ground, knocking over plants and breaking the pots. I decided to do something about it after seeing each of them drawing blood all over. I have seriously never seen animals fight so fiercely in real life before and was so scared they were gonna kill each other or at least seriously injure each other. I went out and started hitting them with newspapers, (I was panicking and at a lost..wanted to throw water at them..but could not find any water to throw)
They still bite and shoved and mauled and growled and snapped at each other everywhere. I couldn't even pull them apart, their teeth were latched onto each other's flesh and they refused to let go. When I finally could pull one apart, the other would take the opportunity to attack again. Man...I got scratched and bitten...the worse was when dunno which dog sank its fangs right into my fourth finger which resulted in a huge gaping hole...by then I was visibly traumatised. They simply refused to stop fighting. (If u are wondering what the small dogs are doing at this point, they
are barking furiously at the side, adding to the commotion. Cookie
wanted to charge as well...stupid anot..had to put him in his cage.)
To make matters worse, my sister and my maid were just looking horrified at the side...dumbfounded!
Finally my sister came to her senses....(luckily my mom came back) and we managed to pry them apart...although Michelle still refused to let go of Ben's back. I think after fighting for so long they were tired. Ok..at this time, my hands were stained with blood, both mine and the dogs....man was I still in shock..actually felt like puking.
I had to clean their wounds with antiseptic lotion summore..luckily all were superficial wounds. Michelle got it worse, the flesh around her neck were raw. She had a wound on her cheek, and more on her legs. Ben, being bigger and stronger than her just had minor wounds everywhere. After washing and treating their wounds then I could tend to me and boy...was I pissed!
I had over 12 fang marks on my hands, a finger that is as swollen as a sausage and bruises on my legs.(Ok..my wounds look worse in real life than the pics) Summore I had to get a freakin tetanus shot after that made my other arm feel like a punching bag. I was not a happy girl that day.....
 
Now my bruises have turned green along with my sausage finger...I just look like I have gangrene.
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| | Posted 6/20/2007 8:16 AM - 81 Views - 2 eProps - 3 comments
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