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So, I got home around 9pm. Everyone super excited and food on the table..yum yum! If there's anything my family knows how to do that's eat. I ate while everyone watched. We stayed up pretty late and visited. It felt surreal to sleep in a familiar, yet unfamiliar bed, in my old room. It was comfy and definately reminded me of jr. high and high school.
Sabbath morning came early with dad knocking on my bedroom door saying "I'm leaving in an hr." Mom had gotten called into work. She is a perfusionist and sometimes takes call. Most often she get's called in early on saturday mornings. So it was just me, Breanne, and ole'dad. Good sabbath- I heard a joke from a little kid at church who was acting silly. He said, "I'm like a pizza. I'm sooo white and cheesy." haha
After church we drove home to find my Aunt waiting for me. She's a lot of fun everytime she's here. We go shopping, see movies, laugh, tell stories, etc...She's everything a aunt should be :)
We swam and watched movies, ate ice cream that evening.
Sunday morning we slept in late- maybe until 11. We must've been tired. I love waking up to the smell of stripples and pancakes (yes, that would be sunday mornings in an Adventist home). I walked down the hall to find a plate already made for me. yum yum...like I said, we know how to eat good :) While trying to decide what the day should entale I sat down on the floor next to our dog, Zues. He's so cute. (I've posted a picture of him before) I was there for about 5 min. when he started to walk off. I reached for his torso and he turned real fast to bite me. I flipped my body over and he got my right arm. I could feel my human instinct to flee, but I could not. He only listens to my sister. As if his grip wasn't tight enough he bit harder. My sister ran into the room in response to my screams for help and grabbed the dog. My arm was bloody. My aunt applied pressure, while my dad got towels. I could feel the blood draining from my face. I knew I was going to puke. I did. Waited a few seconds and went for another round. My aunt fainted and my sister grabbed a rolling chair to sit me down. My dad holding my aunt and my mom wheeling me to a couch...it was actually quite humerous. I could see my family was going to laugh about this later...I mean, the fainting and rolling- of course.
I was propped on the couch, feet up, and breathing heavy. My aunt woke up and we all gathered in the living room. Everyone was crying (cept dad) trying to figure out what to do with Zues.
The verdict was to put Zues down this morning. He was good companion to my sister...possibly her best friend after Ben and I left for school. He had snapped at people before and been unpredictable, but never had anything like this happened. A responsible pet owner can't keep a dog that is unpredictable. I'm confident that my family made the right decision. Opinions from all sides were stated. It's been a very sad day for the Gleason's. Please pray for my little sister. It's hard to make a decision like this one. And thank God for the safety from what could've happened.
RIP Zues
