Sparky against the remainder of the world
That I came on the dog, is now already some time ago. Since I wrote here something however also. Now which is in these two months of my absence of the Internet happened? Sparky had a nocturnal collision with a substantially larger pit bulletin. The first round went to this combat machine from dog. I snatched myself the owner and asked him, how he can let such an animal run around at all freely. He meant thereupon, that was its good right. Sparky had quite gotten it. It bled from a quite large wound at the belly. I drove it immediately into the animal hospital. The physicians said to me, it the night would probably hardly get over. On the next day I expected strained the call. An animal nurse called me finally and announced themselves that Sparky better were. Although my heart had stopped, fell bereitzs years ago to strike me a stone of these. I was glad over the fact that this dog lived. I would have never thought that I could experience derartriges once. I had often treated humans like slaughter cattle, but this small half-breed me had become important. Amazingly. I fetched it three nights later from the hospital. It was still fastened, but its will to the life was extremely strong. I sinnte on Revenge. In the same evening the man with its pit bulletin met me again in the park. I said to him that my dog had survived the attack of its killer cattle. He laughed and meant, next time would not have Spary such a luck. That was enough. The park was deserted and I hurled the man into the next hedge. It still was with consciousness, when I squatted over it and spat him in the face. Now he did not laugh any longer. Its dog had to protect still tried its Herrchen, but did not succeed to it any longer, than Sparky loose-went on it. I had given something from my blood to my dog to the stabilization. It worked like a aufputschende drug. Sparky tore the pit bulletins formally into pieces. I did nearly the same with the Herrchen. It was wonderful. This mark let I the corpse in the park lie. Spaziergänger found the man with its dog on the next day. In the newspaper it was located later that the man in the dog combat scene admits was. It became assumed that a rival would have set his dog on it. That pleased me. Naturally the reporters had a small tap gotten. I spent the next weeks with the care of my still fastened dog.
