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The problem helping stray dogs | what not to do when capturing a stray dog
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A Lose-Lose Situation

January 24, 2012

So, do you remember where we left off in my tale of the dog otherwise known as Pre? My husband was oh-so-close in nabbing the little guy but after our second failed attempt we decided that it just wasn’t safe to chase that damn dog back and forth across traffic in South Central with our four-year-old in tow. We caught our breath – well, actually, my husband did – and we piled ourselves back into the car. As we pulled out of the parking lot towards the same direction the dog last was seem heading my hubs says “I’m afraid to turn this way.”

We turned right onto Exposition Blvd. and what do we see crossing the street back to the USC campus? You’re right! My husband asks “What do you want to do?” “Let’s try again” I say.

We pulled onto the USC campus with protests from the little girl in the car seat. She’s refusing to get out of the car and I’m feeling a little thankful because I just didn’t know how much more I could take. I sit with her and my hubs sets out with the blanket in hand. Not only does Miss Thing not want to help get the dog, she sure as heck doesn’t want this dog coming home with us. To change the topic, I suggest we say a little prayer that the dog stays safe. I decide that I should send out a few tweets about a lost dog and jump out to get my purse from the back of the car. Just then, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, I see my husband turn the corner with the pup cradled in his arms. Holy shit, prayer works!

As he gets closer I see that he looks like he’s been filming a scene for True Blood. He’s got blood streaming down his face and chin from the puncture wounds in his left cheek. Oh my God, there goes my hero.

We put the dog in the back of the car where he chilled the entire hour drive back to Orange County. Not a bark or a whimper, only a huge crap. But hey, he was totally under distress and who can blame him?

I couldn’t believe when my husband told me the story of capturing the dog. He said that the little guy was laying in the wet dirt beneath some bushes and totally let my husband approach him {hey dog, this would have been great plan earlier}. The dog smelled my husband’s hands and allowed him to wrap him up in the blanket but when he went to cradle him in his arms the dog went all Mike Tyson on my defenseless husband.

Yay! We saved the dog!! Oh but wait…

Did you know you aren’t supposed to cross county lines with a stray animal? Did you know that rabies is fatal in humans? Did you know there isn’t a test to determine if a dog has rabies other than euthanasia and brain dissection? Did you know if you seek medical help for an animal bite that the doctor is required to the contact the county animal control?

Hello, ye ol’ can of worms.
Because of where the dog bit my husband – his face – it becomes an urgent situation to determine if the animal has rabies. Of course, there is no medical history on this dog because he was a stray without a microchip. He was also “intact” or un-neutered which likely means he has not had any vaccinations. If your neighbor’s dog bites someone, you can assume that the dog has been vaccinated. But this stray could have belong to any irresponsible college student or one of the several homeless people near the adjacent freeway underpass or he could have even been brought over on a truck from Mexico where rabies runs rampant. Even though the possibility of rabies is slim we obviously weren’t going to risk my husband’s life – right?

Right. I left the vet in a sobbing mess. My husband ended up in urgent care to have his wounds treated. And my girl had her special birthday dinner at McDonald’s. “No good deed goes unpunished.”

However, this little guy may have received a pardon.

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Rebecca January 24, 2012 at 8:19 pm

WOW! We crossed county lines years ago with our mange infested dogs and their mom had died in a parking lot in Victorville nursing them, and 8 years later they are still sleeping on my bed. I’m sorry for your hubby and his ouwie that stinks. But you did an amazing thing!


Wendy January 25, 2012 at 4:56 pm

Thanks! He’s healing up just fine. :-)


Mom January 25, 2012 at 2:52 am

You have one wonderful hubby for sure! I think there’s a lesson here no more chasing down stray dogs just call that local animal control. Did the wound require stitches and did hubby have to get any shots.
I was on the edge of my seat reading this post. Lastly, I would say listen to the little one she knew when to stop.


Wendy January 25, 2012 at 4:56 pm

Yep, I don’t know if I’ll be doing anymore chasing. I guess I’ll start programming animal control phone numbers in my phone!


Galit Breen January 26, 2012 at 5:12 am

Oh, I’m so sorry! Just all around -ugh!


Sara January 26, 2012 at 8:51 am

Aw so this is why the trip to Urgent Care. Boo. No bueno.


Wendy January 27, 2012 at 9:30 pm

Yep. But he’s doing fine. So is my husband. :-)


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