No one moved, except me. I, with great fear, navigated the leash around the dogs neck. I was praying she wouldn’t turn and bite me. I wrapped the leash
tightly around my hand. I had her leash held so close to her body, deluding myself that I would have the best chance to control
her teeth should she attack. My mind was spinning, so were my thoughts. It is amazing how fast you can think when pressure
moments like this happens. It was time to get Alex to move. ‘Alex! WAKE UP!’ Now blinking with
more vigor, he responded ‘I am’ he still wasn’t as alert as I would like, although the dogs behavior
was quickly changing that. "Alex, get up and SLOWLY
move out of the corner" Charlee still hadn’t
moved a muscle. Poor girl. I can only imagine what was going thru her mind. She was the one that spent the week in the hospital.
She was the one that screamed in pain and horror as a dog bit her tiny hand. She was the one that fought SO hard for a dog.
Now she was the one that was standing - statue still and petrified - between the dog and the dogs cage. Only thing was that
the dog was not focused on Charlee, she was focused towards her brother.
Alex was now getting up. Mommy held tight. Alex moved a few steps. The dog still barked and growled.
Alex moved a few more steps. Mommy still held tight. The dog stopped barking for a moment. We were all stuck in the ticking
seconds of time. You know, when everything slows down and clarity is at its painstaking peak...
The odd thing is, as I held Toots she never pulled or moved. She just stood
there. Okay she was not the cute little puppy I had fell in love with... but something else just didn’t compute. I just
didn’t know what, and the situation was not allowing for contemplative thinking.
As Alex continued to slowly move, I told him to rub his face. He was all distorted looking from sleeping
on the couch pillows. I though, maybe, that was why the dog was having a problem... not that that would make this situation
any better. I would still have to get rid of her... can’t
have a dog that attacks when you look weird... but at
least we would all survive this moment relatively unscathed. Relatively - of course - because all of our hearts were breaking
as this situation unfolded.
Then the miracle
happened. Alex was now out of the corner, Toots had stopped barking. Her demeanor flipped instantly. Enough for me to release
her movement... but not the lease. She went up to Alex wagging and sniffing, clearly checking on his condition. Then stood by his
side, turning back in the direction of where he was sleeping and started barking and growling again. What the heck!!??? This
dog was not going after Alex, she was protecting him!!!
Protecting US! We all gasped a huge sigh of relief!!
But only for a moment... it was not over. Toots was still not happy. Charlee’s earlier comment of hearing
something outside flashed through my mind. I went and locked the front door.
The livingroom shades were still open, although it was dark outside. I was in a rush to get dinner
started, so I did not pay them any mind. Now the fact that they were open was making me feel exposed to whatever was out there.
I went around the room closing one at a time. As I got closer to ‘the’ window Toots
again went nuts. She was delving out warnings to something. There must have been a ton of adrenaline in the room for this
poor dog. Yes, much of it was due to her, but she didn’t know that. As far as Toots was concerned she had a job to do,
and she was not making any apologies.
closed the shade. It took Toots a few moments to calm down. She paced the living room watching the shade for any signs of
trouble. None came. When she decided that all was safe she went to Alex wagging and licking him galore.
The room was still filled with lots of noise, only now it was of happy,
relieved, overjoyed people and a puppy that had just claimed - and protected - her family. On this night Toots staked her claim,
and we were it.
As we quieted down. We heard
another noise... We all turned startled, our senses were still in high gear. "Hello??" Hello?
Who is saying hello? There it is again... "Hello??" Then I realized it was my cell phone. Although I thought I hung up Grandma
was still on the phone. She had heard the entire event. "What
just happened?!" After hearing all the growling
and barking, it was confusing to hear us all so overjoyed.
I explained as fast as I could talk. Aunt Cece happened to call on the house phone at the same time. I filled her in
as well... She stayed on the phone while I took Toots outside to inspect the yard. Nothing was there. I still needed to know
what she was so upset about.
Then Alex -
the lame dog watcher now turned competent child detective
- uncovered the problem. When the shade was open, being that it was dark outside, the window was reflecting what was playing
on the TV. The dog saw images coming from the window, right at Alex, and was not having it. Mystery solved. Doggy rule # 1
Night time comes, shades must be closed!
She may be a ‘monster’ in cute puppy camouflage but she’s
our ‘monster.’ We can rest assured, for the flip side is also true. We may need some work in the area of
puppy etiquette, but we are hers. Tonight, we added to the number of family members - and suddenly, I feel safer in my home.