How Covid Is Like A Pit Bull Attack

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This morning when Ragnar and I were attacked by a pit bull terrier – I love them, too, just the truth.

It was huge and muscular and white. And not slow.

At 73 and badly arthritic, I have yet to master the dog attack with the snarling and spinning and snapping and screaming.

The latter was Ragnar.

So, I kick the shit out of the other dog – I was too scared to be scared – and he disappears as some old lady picks me up like a crazed mother with her baby stuck under a car bumper.

My dog is always leashed when he is outside our property. The other end of the leash is attached to my hand. Works perfectly on a daily basis, normally.

When dogs attack, you want your face facing his face. His mouth conceals his weapons, and he wants your ass or your throat or your puppy, so there is much circling. It’s all so fast and you have to hold on to your dog while not letting the other dog get ahold of either one of you while spinning on one leg and kicking like a Radio City Rockette on crystal meth.

Like I said, haven’t quite mastered it. You should see the bruising.  At least we know the blood thinner is working.

I am bleeding and bruised but otherwise we two are fine. The woman – SHE WASN’T WEARING A MASK – won’t let go of me as I might stagger back into the road. She thought I hit my head.

“Remember your social distancing, ma’m,” I told her and limped off.

Got our three miles in. Certain breeds, like Ragnar’s and mine, need a lot of exercise or craziness will ensue.

Old people can’t always safely leave their house normally, shit happens. But NOTHING ABOUT THE VIRUS HAS CHANGED.

Oh, if I do come down with Covid, I hope the contact tracer checks the old lady who picked me up off the road.  She refused to let go. Apparently, when I hit the earth’s surface, it looks scary.

Thought the smart thing to do would be to head back to the house, so I kept going.

But we took a different route home.

WHEN YOU WEAR YOUR MASK – THANK YOU & GOD BLESS – PLEASE COVER YOUR NOSE, TOO.

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