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I don't know how to say what I'm about to say correctly but I'm angry today. And I really feel like I am making a mountain out of a molehill.

I'm not going to lie, I barely remember being attacked and I'm pretty sure that it was over in less than 30 seconds.

I don't remember all the dressing changes that my wife had to do. I'm not even sure the wound care really hurt.

You can't even really see the scars unless you know what you're looking for and you know *exactly* where to look.

I don't have a reason to be as pissed off as I am today.

Supposedly my granddaughter blames herself for the attack because she let the dog lose but she acts like she blames me. Like it was somehow my fault that I was standing there when the dog decided to chew on my face.

I have tried really hard to get over this and I've tried really hard not to hate a dumb animal who has no idea that what it did was wrong and apparently is now geriatric and fixing to keel over any day.

But apparently granddaughter has thrown a fit since my wife told her (granddaughter's) man that she's afraid to go outside because of the dog.

She has absolutely banned us from her side of the property, which is her right she's paying for it but she's made it clear that it's in retaliation for my wife's fear.

She apparently still holds a resentment because I tried to kill her dog after it ate my face.

And apparently *I'm* in the wrong because I have sworn that if I ever see that dog loose I'm going to do something I'm not allowed to discuss here.

Intellectually I know that the dog was reacting to instinct. Intellectually I know that the dog can't process the right or wrong of it. It responded to stimulus.

But I still want revenge. And I'm not even going to go into whether I should or I shouldn't want revenge the fact is I want revenge.

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Attack Occurred on July 4th 2025

I got attacked by a Pit Bull at a family gathering. He latched onto my face and did 67 stitches worth of damage and I'm going to have the scars for the rest of my life. I'm 60 years old I'm not particularly worried about my looks but the scars hurt.

This morning I was sitting in my living room and I heard a dog barking on our porch and I freaked. I went out to look and it was the neighbor's little rat dog. I have no idea what it was doing on our porch but I went and got some cheese to lure it in so I could take it back to the neighbor and by the time I got back it was gone.

I wasn't going to say this but I have to, the neighbor that owns the rat is the same neighbor who owns the Pitbull.

My first thought while I was calming down was that if the rat could get out so could the dog.

To clarify, the rat was some miniature breed of dog I'm just calling it a rat because that's what it looked like to me.

So this was coming up on a year ago I guess, in 3 weeks. I'm thinking I should be over it but clearly I'm not.

One of the things that bothers me the most is that I was promised while I was in the hospital getting stitched up that the dog would be leaving the property and going to some Pit Bull sanctuary but that never happened.

The dog's owner is my granddaughter. She hates me now. I'm not sure why because she's the one to blame for the attack because she let dog out knowing it was dangerous.

Apparently when it came time for the dog to go away she said she wasn't doing it. She said if the dog went she would move to and without her family and my family paying off the mortgage we would've lost the property.

I don't know how to say it but I feel betrayed. They promised me that the dog wouldn't be here. But they went back on their word which tells me that granddaughter is apparently more important in the overall scheme of things than I am. I don't know how to explain it but it's like they made me this promise and then they came back and said "Well we're not going to do that and you're just going to have to find a way to live with it." 

And I let them know that if I ever, ever, ever so that dog running loose under any circumstances I am going to End it. No questions asked, no hesitation and no second chances and that if and when they were just going to have to find a way to live with it. I carry a gun every time I leave my home because of that dog.

Apparently they believe me because they have been very good about keeping that dog locked up.

I'm sorry if it sounds stupid but it really bothers me. It also bothers me that it's still messing with my head a year later.

It bothers me that I freaked out this morning and I'm writing this 15 hours later and clearly it's still bothering me.

I told my wife that I'm worried that it's a little rat can get out so can the Pitbull and she blew it off like it wasn't that big of a deal. I don't feel like these people are hearing me.