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Unbelievably, the woman yelled to me, "Don't worry; she doesn't bite."
"She already did!" I yelled while running away from the biter. It, again, was ridiculous. The woman was trying to get the dog on the loose, Bella, while holding on to the leash of the other dog. Bella had broken my skin in 4 places, and now I have at least 1 bruise there.
She kept yelling, "Bella!" but it didn't seem to do any good.
Meanwhile, I became concerned. This dog was off the leash right next to a busy street. I was worried that she would get hit by a car. So I ran into a parking lot: hoping she would follow me. She did. I was a little shocked, I was angry, and I decided I'd had enough, so I continued my walk. Then I started to think about things like rabies. If an animal, that's infected with rabies, bites you, it can kill you. So I walked back toward the woman. She was still yelling Bella's name, and she was still on the loose. I yelled to her, "Does she have her shots?!"
"Yes" she answered.
So I walked on. I got to my destination, turned around, and walked toward home again. I don't have health insurance, but I have been to a free clinic around here. They will treat you, but they ask for a $10 donation. I wanted to make sure I wasn't going to die. I got the idea to go into the groomer's and see if that woman was there. If she was, I would ask her for money. Why should I have to pay to make sure I'm not gonna die from rabies? I went in there, but I did not see her. By the way, she didn't even apologize to me. I did think to write down the phone number of the groomer's, which was on a sign in front of the shop. When I got home, the first order of business was to call the groomer's and ask if they make sure the dogs have their shots before grooming them. The nice woman on the end of the phone insisted that they do. She pretty much put my mind at ease.
Today, I went to pick up my cell phone from where I lost it. On the way back, my car overheated and started belching smoke. Then it did what it never did before; it failed to get me to my destination. I didn't have my AAA card on me, so I walked home (from the highway). It took me 40 minutes to get home. I was at home, on the phone with AAA, when someone rang my buzzer. My first instinct was to ignore it. Then I thought, what if it has something to do with my car? Sure enough, a NY state trooper was at the door. He asked if my car broke down. I said yes, and that I'm trying to deal with it. Then he let me know it had already been towed. It turned out to be $150. It would have cost nothing, or a little more than nothing, if AAA had towed it. I called a nearby garage and told them what happened. The mechanic on the phone seemed to think it might be an expensive problem. I asked the towing company to tow it to this garage. This has been a pretty difficult 2-day period.
What a day.
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