Libby
GRCH Dog
Oh my God.
I'm numb. Just numb.
Just got home after spending four hours at the vet. A bear attacked my horses....Wildfire is torn up pretty bad. Thank God, Brandy and Little Sister are unharmed.
I had just went to bed, it was around 11pm....and I heard her scream. I jumped out of bed, grabbed a flashlight, and ran out there. When I first saw it, I thought it was a dog...it was on her. I picked up a rock and threw it as hard as I could, and it reared up and stood on its back legs. fizzle tagged bear. It took off out the back of the pen, then went to the far side near where Little Sister is.
Then it just stared at me. I was terrified, until I realized I didn't see Wildfire..this was all too fast for my brain to process, and all I seen was Brandy and Little Sister..then I saw Wildfire thrashing on the ground.
Then I just exploded with rage. I've never, ever been so angry in my life...rage is the only word to explain it..I wasn't afraid anymore.
I started screaming, cursing and yelling, louder than I've ever done in my life...I kept throwing rocks at it and waving my arms. I had to get a mental grip on myself to keep from attacking the God damned bear. I wasn't leaving, because I knew he would come back and finish it. I didn't know how badly hurt Wildfire was, I couldn't check on her and watch the bear..so I started screaming, blood curdling shrieks. It felt like hours, but was probably only minutes, before I was heard and my Dad made me come back to the house.
I was so angry...I was screaming wordlessly in the direction of the bear, and honest to God, I've never wished for claws or fangs so much in my life..I would have killed it with my naked hands.
My Dad got his rifle and we went back up to the horses, and he saw it, still standing at the far side, waiting. He didn't take a shot, because as soon as the bear seen him, it moved into the trees, and we have neighbors who could get caught in a missed shot.
I went to Wildfire, and she was trying to stand and she couldn't...she was thrashing...I shined the light on her, and I broke. I went hysterical with tears and wrenching, horrible noises and pain in my chest. The bear bit her throat, puncturing it several times on both sides of her neck, and had literally taken BITES out of her back..it was starting to eat her. Her spine was exsposed.
When my brother, cousin and mom came out (cousin and bro also sporting guns) I ran into the house to call anyone I could think of for help. I couldn't reach anyone, so I called 911...they immediately sent out officers, and then the game and fish department called. SON OF A BITCH admitted that they KNEW the bear was out here...they'd been trying to catch the bastard for a week. They didn't tell anyone. If I had known there was a bear, no way in hell would I have left my horses where they were, they would have been moved to the yard. The game and fish guy is coming out later today, and he is going to regret it. I was semi polite with him on the phone, but it wont be that way when I see him in person. NO WAY.
My wonderful friend Holly called me back, and she raced here...she called some friends of hers, and they all came to help...I don't know what I would do if it weren't for them. We gave Wildfire pain meds, and bandaged her up tightly and wrapped her in warmth. Then we loaded her in the truck, with me holding her, and raced to the vet, and it was a long, long surgery...if she can make it through today, her chances of pulling through this are greatly increased.
She is hurt badly, but please God, let her pull through..I don't think I will ever forgive myself for leaving them out there so completely, utterly, defenseless.
The picture is Wildfire being worked on at the clinic. I tried to keep the worst of the wounds out of the picture, but please..pray for her.
I'm numb. Just numb.
Just got home after spending four hours at the vet. A bear attacked my horses....Wildfire is torn up pretty bad. Thank God, Brandy and Little Sister are unharmed.
I had just went to bed, it was around 11pm....and I heard her scream. I jumped out of bed, grabbed a flashlight, and ran out there. When I first saw it, I thought it was a dog...it was on her. I picked up a rock and threw it as hard as I could, and it reared up and stood on its back legs. fizzle tagged bear. It took off out the back of the pen, then went to the far side near where Little Sister is.
Then it just stared at me. I was terrified, until I realized I didn't see Wildfire..this was all too fast for my brain to process, and all I seen was Brandy and Little Sister..then I saw Wildfire thrashing on the ground.
Then I just exploded with rage. I've never, ever been so angry in my life...rage is the only word to explain it..I wasn't afraid anymore.
I started screaming, cursing and yelling, louder than I've ever done in my life...I kept throwing rocks at it and waving my arms. I had to get a mental grip on myself to keep from attacking the God damned bear. I wasn't leaving, because I knew he would come back and finish it. I didn't know how badly hurt Wildfire was, I couldn't check on her and watch the bear..so I started screaming, blood curdling shrieks. It felt like hours, but was probably only minutes, before I was heard and my Dad made me come back to the house.
I was so angry...I was screaming wordlessly in the direction of the bear, and honest to God, I've never wished for claws or fangs so much in my life..I would have killed it with my naked hands.
My Dad got his rifle and we went back up to the horses, and he saw it, still standing at the far side, waiting. He didn't take a shot, because as soon as the bear seen him, it moved into the trees, and we have neighbors who could get caught in a missed shot.
I went to Wildfire, and she was trying to stand and she couldn't...she was thrashing...I shined the light on her, and I broke. I went hysterical with tears and wrenching, horrible noises and pain in my chest. The bear bit her throat, puncturing it several times on both sides of her neck, and had literally taken BITES out of her back..it was starting to eat her. Her spine was exsposed.
When my brother, cousin and mom came out (cousin and bro also sporting guns) I ran into the house to call anyone I could think of for help. I couldn't reach anyone, so I called 911...they immediately sent out officers, and then the game and fish department called. SON OF A BITCH admitted that they KNEW the bear was out here...they'd been trying to catch the bastard for a week. They didn't tell anyone. If I had known there was a bear, no way in hell would I have left my horses where they were, they would have been moved to the yard. The game and fish guy is coming out later today, and he is going to regret it. I was semi polite with him on the phone, but it wont be that way when I see him in person. NO WAY.
My wonderful friend Holly called me back, and she raced here...she called some friends of hers, and they all came to help...I don't know what I would do if it weren't for them. We gave Wildfire pain meds, and bandaged her up tightly and wrapped her in warmth. Then we loaded her in the truck, with me holding her, and raced to the vet, and it was a long, long surgery...if she can make it through today, her chances of pulling through this are greatly increased.
She is hurt badly, but please God, let her pull through..I don't think I will ever forgive myself for leaving them out there so completely, utterly, defenseless.
The picture is Wildfire being worked on at the clinic. I tried to keep the worst of the wounds out of the picture, but please..pray for her.
I hope she pulls through!
