On Thursday, Chance and I met Mark at his work before softball. But, Mark didn't have his softball gear with him. So he had to go back to the house. Chance and I decided to go ahead and go to the dog park without him. We got there and things were lovely. Chance did the usual, "Hi! People!" routine, and barely paid attention to the dogs. He also found a sucker in the form of a nine-year-old girl who didn't mind that he was slobbery, and so she kept petting him.
We had been there for about 20 to 30 minutes. I was talking with some of the other "moms" and "dads" (one doggie had two daddies). And I was laughing in my head because the doggie of the two daddies was always getting in trouble. He didn't seem to be doing anything wrong, but one of the daddies would yell, "Auto! no!" and auto would stop doing, well, nothing. It was kind of humorous. (he was a high strung dog).
And then all hell broke loose.
A woman and her son (who I had talked to before on another trip to the dog park) were coming in the gate with their little chihuahua mix (bigger than a chihuahua, but still small....maybe with a small rat terrier mixed in). Two big dogs came barreling through the gate and started attacking the little dog. We heard the yelps and we all turned around and I saw the little dog being flung around like it was a toy. The owner of the two dogs came in and tried to stop them, and another woman grabbed the dog that was holding the chihuahua and pulled its jaws apart to get the little dog out. The little dog ended up biting the woman on the face in all the chaos.
The owner had fallen to the ground and was sobbing and screaming. Her son had kicked off his sandals and ran as fast as he could away from the gates and over to the activity area, where he sobbed. And as things settled down (sort of), the other dogs (including Chance) came over to see what all the fuss was about.
I dragged Chance away from the gate and he continued to do his Chance thing (though, he stayed a little closer to me) and I went over to the little boy (he's about 8 or 9 I'd say). His mom and the lady that had grabbed the little dog were outside the park on a picnic table making sure the dog was okay. And they tried reassuring him that it was okay to come over there, but he wasn't budging. I went and talked to him and walked him out of the park (keeping the dogs away from him).
After that, the adrenaline (in the humans and the dogs) was a little high. And almost everyone left (except the guy with the attack dogs!) We were all talking in the parking lot and I let Auto have a drink of Chance's water. (friends!) The little dog will be okay. She wasn't hurt, she was just startled.