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My grip slipped off her collar, and Grace’s large German Shepherd teeth crunched down on my hand.
The pain was immediate.
I let go of both of the dogs, who continued to fight with the intent to kill.
All I could hear and see was growling and teeth snapping as their heads went back and forth, and they bit each other’s necks.
I yelled for my husband, desperate for help to separate Grace (German Shepherd) and Cedar (Lab).
By the time we were able to separate them, blood was running down my hand, and there was an intense throbbing pain.
It was then that I realized just how dangerous Grace could be.
Two weeks before, I had to make the agonizing decision to put my beloved Trouble to sleep, and here I was again, trying to decide what to do.
What I learned about myself made me sad.
I have judged others for making decisions like this for my entire life. I disagreed with it then, even though I knew nothing about the situation.
"Don't judge a man until you've walked a mile in his shoes." - Proverb