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Jeanie: That Bites!

I was bitten by a dog yesterday. Writing those words seems so bland. Like I just said I was bitten by a mosquito. No, I was ravenously gnawed on by a large dog with a very strong jaw. Mechanic Man and I were doing our usual browsing through various yard sales. We routinely meet and greet the various dogs and cats who act like we have arrived solely to visit with them and give them our attention and pets. I look forward to these visits because we don’t have room for pets, and I crave the cuddling and warm fuzzy feel. But not this time. This time I was going back to the car – and the dog (on a chain inside the owner’s fenced yard) ran up to the fence, both paws on the fence, acting so much like all the other yard sale dogs – I thought in a friendly, “pet me!” attitude. I was wrong/JeanieS. More here. (AP file photo, for illustrative purposes)

Question: Have you ever been bitten by dog, cat, or other animal? When? Where? How badly did it hurt?



D.F. Oliveria
D.F. (Dave) Oliveria joined The Spokesman-Review in 1984. He currently is a columnist and compiles the Huckleberries Online blog and writes about North Idaho in his Huckleberries column.

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