Crappy people.
This summer, my daughter went camping with best friend's family. They have a sheperd mix named Bear.
He always goes and loves to splash around in the lake. Well,as they were walking back, one of their neighbor's dogs (they camp in the same place) charged at bear and bear bit back, pinning the dog to the ground by it's throat. Everyone panicked and of course seperated the two. The other dog was taken to the vet to get some stitches along his ear and they offered to pay. But the man who owned the other dog was really ticked and said the next time he sees Bear, he'd kill the dog. That night the family and my daughter went to watch fireworks along the lake, leaving poor Bear on a tie out near the trailer. Way to trusting and a very stupid move. When they returned, his collar was left and there was no Bear. They found blood splattered everywhere. Bloody paw prints on the door as poor Bear must have panicked and pleaded for the safty of his family. There was a blood stained Sinder block and in the morning, gauges in the dirt where it had hit or missed. Some of Bear's teeth were found too.
For hours, there was a search party looking for Bear... but no one could find him.
Saddened, the family packed up and went home thinking Bear had died.
Four days later, a call came.Someone found Bear but he was in deplorable shape. Bad head injuries and having seizers. The family drove six hours to go get him and bring him home.
Nothing the family could do. Bear is alive and home,but so badly injured he'll never be the same.
People like this make me sick.
