It’s after two o’clock in the morning and I don’t feel the least bit sleepy. How can I fall asleep when every time I close my eyes I see two big aggressive dogs running straight toward my sweet little poodle and me?
It happened as I was walking our rescue poodle, Scrappy, about an hour before sundown. Scrap and I were heading home from the park, approximately half a mile away from our house. After picking our way past some road construction, we turned up an alley that runs behind a church. Cattle are kept in a pen behind the church and Scrappy likes to visit them.
We had no sooner turned up the gravel pathway when I saw two very tall black dogs come charging around the corner at the opposite end of the alley, approximately 300 feet away. As soon as they saw my poodle and me, the two strays ran toward us at breakneck speed. They looked like Dobermans, possibly mixed with Pit Bull. Whatever breed they are, their behavior was extremely aggressive.
I scooped my little pooch up in my arms and screamed at the big dogs to “GO HOME!” But they kept running flat out toward us as I turned and ran behind a thick stand of evergreen trees. Still holding my little dog in my arms, I somehow managed to pull my phone out of my back pocket and call my husband. I quickly explained what was happening and where we were. He said he would be right there.
Meanwhile, I was kicking some large rocks and fallen branches into a small pile. They would be my ammunition if the two dogs came running through the trees and tried to attack.
Faster than I had thought possible, my husband’s SUV came skidding around the corner. We were safe!
As my husband and I drove around the area, he saw the two dogs skulking behind an abandoned house. When they saw our vehicle, they ran in the opposite direction.
Just within the past three and a half months we’ve had a tornado-warned hail storm ruin our roof and total our car. We’ve had a blizzard with close to hurricane force winds that blew for the better part of two days and two nights, leaving us without electricity for 21 hours and further damaging our property. Since it’s warmed up and the snow has melted away, I’ve seen a black bear foraging less than half a block from our house. And now, after this terrifying encounter with two large aggressive dogs, I feel like I must have a red target painted on my back!
But… we’re OK. We have a new metal roof on our house. We have a new (to us) SUV to replace the totaled car. And… we’re OK.
Thank You, Lord Jesus, for Your loving protection and provision.