I was walking in our new subdivision my two dogs both are Schnauzers Coco and General. at the time General was already 8 years old and Coco was just a puppy. It was May 29,2010 Memorial weekend. I have always walked many times and had them both on a leash.

We were coming down a hill when all of a sudden a Boxer had gotten loose from my neigbors house who lives on a cul-de-sac. This Boxer was chasing a Deer I totally freaked out. a Boxer chasing a Deer?? seemed kinda odd. As I was preparing to ignore this Dog he spotted my 2-Schnauzers and began running up the hill to meet us he was ready for an attack. I picked up General who was in my arms by now and Coco was spinning around on the leash like a Merry-go Round. All I can do at this time is kick and kick as he was biting my hands and arms I was crying and only a few blocks from the my house. I had kicked so hard my pants had fallen off... no lie. At the time a neighbor stopped, Gilbert. He picked me up and tossed me and my dogs in the back of his SUV he and his family were going out for breakfast. I was so glad to see them any longer I would have been injured badly.

I got back to the house bathed my dogs and checked them both for puncture wounds.. I did not see any only on me. I was so shaken up i could not even think straight. I did not want to call my husband who was about 25 miles away at work.
Gilbert and his wife told me that they would check on me when they got back from town.Still shaken up the owner of the Boxer came to my house apparently he had picked him up down the road.I told the owner of the bites on my hands and arms and if me or my dogs get sick that they would have to fork over the Vet cost and Hospital Cost.

It took me about 2-months to get over this I had to get on nerve pills and anxiety meds. not one time did the owners of that Boxer check on me to see how I was doing. Gilbert and his wife checked on me everyday for about a week such great neighbors.I was hurt so hurt.
4 months later my Schnauzer passed "General" my precious darling he was my dog and sometimes I can feel his presence with me or his dog tags clanking. He died in my arms.

Coco is a my singing Schnauzer and I swear he tells me he loves me..

The good that came out of all of this is that I needed someone to talk too. I haven't spoken to moma in a long while. I picked up the phone called her and we started our mother and daughter relationship again..It awesome to hear her voice and she was so worried about me. I was not alone going through this. It was everyday that the phone would ring or I would call her.. We owe it all to the Dog Attack..

So now when I go walking I carry a stun gun and Pepper Spray. Also I don't need dead beat neighbors like that --I had heard recently that the same dog attacked a child.. of course, it was probably no big deal to them...:(((
LOVE,ZEE