Last spring I alluded to an incident with Hank but I never elaborated. May 4, Hank attacked me and I was bitten several times. I had over 100 stitches to close up the wounds. I am still dealing with the aftermath but I know that in time I will be ok. Patience is not one of my strengths!
I had raised Hank since a pup and this incident certainly broke our bond. I was home alone and had to call 911. It was that moment that I knew I could not keep Hank, and no one would be safe with Hank. Regardless of the trigger, an attack like he carried out was crazed, uninitiated, and brutal, and I could not imagine anyone else living with a time bomb like that dog.
Hank was moved to the other farm and Gary has been responsible for his care ever since. I have seen him once since the incident, and it chilled me. Just chilled me.
Yesterday, Hank was put down. In some ways I have closure. Finally.
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I know how hard this was for you, even though I believe you made the right choice.
Keep on healing!
I had been wondering what had happened to Hank. Take care…
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