I am a working woman now. For a while I was losing hope on getting the job I wanted but I got lucky. The Best Friends doggie daycare manager called me about a week ago and scheduled an interview with me. I was so excited. Of course I told my mom and everyone right away. I couldnt contain my happiness. The interview went well and the official day I got hired was November 18. Yesterday was my first day at work and it was great but it took a good bite at me.
I had to wake up at 6 am to get ready for work at 7. That wasnt easy to do because I am not a morning person but I did what I had to do. For the first day I trained with a very nice lady. Its great because everyone there is friendly and nice. I learned everything pretty quickly that I have to do as a kennel worker. Feeding, washing, scrubbing and everything else that I have to do with the cats and dogs. Its a good job for me because its all physical work so I stay busy and happy. Plus, I get to be around dogs all day. Nothing better than that to me.
My first work day was good until I encountered one dog. Best Friends takes in rescue dogs at times so they have a place to stay. So, the lady opened the dogs cage door slightly to put food in and the dog squeezed out. I should of listened to my gut feeling when I heard that pit bull bark aggressively at me earlier. I knew that was no fear bark but my mind was telling me why would a dog at a doggie daycare ever be fully aggressive like that. So, when the dog got out it ran over and attacked me right away. Start to attack my legs and then start to go for my arms. All I did while the girl was trying to get the pit bull away from me was trying to keep myself standing because I knew if the dog brought me down I would be dead meat. It felt like forever before the lady pulled the dog off me but thank goodness she was there with me. Thats right, I survived being attacked by a pit bull.
The pit bull took some good bites at me which meant I had to get a few stitches. Let me tell you, the dog attack was not the most painful part. The after math was the hardest pain to deal with. First, I was taken to a medical center where they cleaned the wounds and checked it out. I started to freak when the doctor touched the bite on my wrist. She was worried it might have affected my nerves and bones there so she sent me to the emergency room. Guess where they put this nineteen year old? In the pediatric area which I am not complaining about. I do better with nice, caring doctors and nurses. I connected well with the doctor and nurses who worked with me so I wasnt a meany to them. They took x-rays of my wrist to make sure nothing was damaged. Luckily everything was in the right place. The next experience in the ER was the worst. Getting my wounds flushed out hurt like a….!!! Really really painful. Couldnt contain my tears and was ready to just run out of there. But I stayed and dealt with the pain like the tough gal I am. Next, they put some stitches in which is the first time I ever got them. Lastly, they put some ointment on and band aids. Now I am home healing. In lits of pain but handling it well. Its hard to do anything because I am right handed and thats the arm the dog decided to chomp at.
I cant go back to work for about a week. I am in a lot of pain and cant risk making it worse. Now I wont fear anything at work. Thats right, being attacked by a pit bull did not make me want to quit my job. It actually shows I can handle the good and the bad of working with dogs. This attack didnt put any fear in me towards dogs. I was born a dog lover and thats the way I will be for eternity.
