Chapitre 22: My Dogs
"You brat! I'll sue you for this!" The rotten man screamed. While cradling his hand, I didn't hit him that hard. Just enough that his hand will swell for a few days, nothing serious.
I rolled my eyes at him and squatted down to pet my darlings. "Did the ugly ogre scare you?"
My dogs' wagged their tail in response to my petting. "You have no manners at all! I'll teach you lesson!" I heard the as*hole say.
I saw him pick up the stick he dropped and stomped his way towards me. It's 6 am and we're in the secluded part of the park where there's a mini forest, people rarely go here this early so this middle aged man developed some guts. "You guys stay here."I said firmly to my dogs. I raised my eyebrow and smirked at the man.
I stood up. "Old man aren't you afraid I'll sue you instead?"
The disgusting man laughed mockingly. "Now you're afraid?! You deserve to be beaten to death like that thing behind you! Savages with no control." He swung the stick at me.
I swiftly dodged then went behind him and threw kick that made him lean forward planting head first. I took off my jacket then quickly move towards his location before he got up and stuffed it in his mouth. I stomped on his ankle, twisting my foot to break his bones. His muffled screams can only be heard in a few meters.
"I don't really get people like you. Hurting dogs just because they're a specific breed? You deserve to die." Killing intent laced in my voice. There are sick f*cks out there that abuse their dogs and used them for fighting, especially pitbulls.
I took the stick from his hand and Aime's it at his heart. "Move and I'll pierce you with this." He looked at me with fear but defiance in his eyes thinking I wouldn't be able to do it.
He began to struggle and I directly pierce the ground with stick, narrowly missing his neck. "Whoops, just a bit more and I could have killed you." I smiled at him coldly. He froze, terror can be seen on his face. Finally realizing that I wasn't joking. Seeing this man reminded me when I first found Blu, he was in pretty bad shape.
I stepped on his knee slowly exerting pressure to make him feel the pain slowly. The stick raised slightly above his neck in where if moves he'll get stabbed immediately. He just screamed while the jacket drowned it out. His hands are free but the fear just made his mind go blank and he probably couldn't think straight. My smile grew wider and wider as his pain increase. You bastard I'll f*ckin-
Then I heard my dog's bark loudly. I snapped out of my blood lust. I looked blankly at the shivering man then kicked him to lie on his back, I hit the back of his neck to knock this piece shit unconscious.
I sighed and walked over my dogs. "Thank you guys. If it weren't for you, I'll probably end up cleaning a pile of mess."
My dogs barked and started licking my face as if comforting me. "Awe you guys are the best! Let's go home."
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I found Blu and Skye at the alleyway 3 years ago, it was night time I was just strolling around when I heard barking and whimpering. I followed the noise then I saw 3 people between the ages of 15-20 surrounding two dogs, throwing stones at them. Skye, shitzu was the one barking while Blu the pit bull was whimpering at the corner.
This scene made me see red instantly. I found I few rocks lying around then hit them on the head knocking them unconscious, who knows if I caused them brain damage. I tried approaching them but Skye tried to bite me and I was helpless in that situation.
I called Aleks to help me and got some of the guys to bring a tranquilizer gun to knock them out. I brought them to the 24/7 open vet to have them checked out. When I heard the results my heart broke for the poor dogs. Blu had multiple wounds on his face and body when I found him and this was cause by dog fighting, he broke his leg so he was abandoned.
I didn't even know Skye was shitzu when I first saw her, some of her fur were matted and tangled and a large part of her fur was forcefully ripped off causing blisters. They were in pretty bad shape. I just couldn't leave them, I paid for all their surgeries and treatments. At first they didn't trust me and would constantly bark and bare their teeth.
But I came everyday for a three weeks. It took three whole weeks before they even sniff my hand. On this period I missed of few days of classes here and there. I was making progress, I couldn't just stop. I wanted them to accept me. A month and half passed before it was safe to bring them home, but Blu was wearing a cast when he arrived do he can't really do much.
I rented a small apartment for my dogs since father will definitely throw them away. I had to go to that apartment at 10 am and 3pm everyday so I can give them their medicine. My absences made father boil in anger but I didn't care, I didn't even go home. I slept in that apartment so I can take care of the dogs. Two months in and Skye approached me all by herself which just made cry, not wailing but I few tear drops here and there. Then Blu soon followed. That was one of the happiest moments of life.
In these months when I tried to walk them, Skye and Blu weren't exactly friendly with strangers, so I had to change apartments a few more times because the other residents were complaining about not feeling safe because of Blu. There was even one incident where the authorities almost took Blu away and euthanized him. It took several more months until they finally became happy and brave, they're not full of anxiety anymore. They let other people touch them. It goes to show that any broken dog can be fixed with time and effort, they're my precious babies.
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L’AVIS DES CRÉATEURS 
SecretlyHere
SecretlyHere I just want to say that there's no such thing as bad dogs. Only bad owners.
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