Seven years ago, shortly after my family moved to the midwest, we had a less amusing dog incident. My mother was out walking with my then 6 month old nephew in a stroller, and my sister's dog Quincy on a leash. There had been a storm the night before and our next door neighbor had left 2 rotweillers outside in the yard while she went to a party (from which she did not return until that morning.) The rotweillers broke out of her rather flimsy wooden gate and attacked Quincy, one around his throat and the other going for his privates. My mother was desperately trying to seperate them and managed to chase away the 2 dogs, but Quincy was signifigantly injured and acting in shock. She called me to help and I found that my mother had also been bitten (back of her leg, she didn't even notice it until I pointed it out). The baby, fortunately, was uninjured, and police were called. After our neighbor got home, she came to our door and immediately began to make excuses rather than apologize >
The law around here says that the dogs can't be put doen unless there was "a history" of attacks (i.e., at least 2) and the cops told our neighbor to fix the gate and get the dogs proper training and keep them indoors, none of which she did. The broken gate was held to the fence with bungee cords, and the dogs continued to be neglected out in the yard. Because of the legal issues, the attack made the local news and my mother was called in to speak about changing the laws. (One reporter interviewing her tried three times to say or confirm that the law should be breed-specific, which was one issue being debated, but she stuck to her own statements and he actually got mad at her for not "cooperating".)
The neighbor tried to coach one of her daughters to say that Quincy had bitten my mother, which would have required that he not only stretch his neck around her but also change the shape of his mouth (fortunately I had taken photos of the wounds, clearly showing a much wider mouth and longer teeth than Quincy possessed).
For months, my mother was afraid to leave her house. She had a high fence installed and got pepper spray for all the members of our family who live on this street. Quincy had to undergo several surgeries and was unable to even bark for almost a year afterwards. We stopped taking walks.
About six months after the incident, the dogs again got loose and attacked another dog being taken for a walk. The cops came, and the dogs were put down, all because their owner failed to take proper care of them. The neighbor moved away shortly after. Quincy has since made a full recovery but don't sneak up on him from behind.
STARGAZING: All I see are the lights of a billion places I'll never go. --Howard Tayler, Schlock Mercenary