During the next few months of my life, everything was great! I had my brother to play with me! I had a mommy and daddy who love me so much! I had plenty of toys. I sometimes liked to chew mommy's and daddy's things when they were away or asleep because they smelled like them. They would get upset, but I can't help it when I miss them...
My daddy is home more often, but my mommy is gone almost all day most days... she looks stressed... She sometimes talks into this flat thing with a light, crying. I don't know what it is called. but it sounds like another person talks back. I think... I just want to make her feel better. I love cuddling up to her. (insight, I was working two jobs, 90-100 hours a week)
When I turned 6 months old, I was outside with my brother. My mommy was again gone all day. My daddy poured us our food, and like always, my brother tried to hog both piles of food. Usually, my daddy would be able to stop him from doing so. but daddy had to go and answer the door. That's when it happened. Cowboy (my brother) left his pile of food, and came over to start eating mine. He then growled at me to back off... but I was hungry, so I ate. That's when he bit me. My daddy hears me crying out in pain, and runs to help. My brother has his teeth around my eye socket.. He is dragging me... I'm scared... I don't know what to do... Help... Then, daddy finally separates me. He checks me, then I run off to be alone in a corner... I'm in pain. A lot of blood. I want to be alone. But before my daddy can grab Cowboy to stop him, he comes over to me. I try and tell him to go away... To leave me alone... He then bites me again. This time around my upper head and ear... My daddy rushes trying to get him off me to no avail. I put my teeth around cowboys neck and put a little pressure to cause some pain, but not enough to hurt him... I can't hurt him... I love him... but I want him to let go... My dad has no other choice, and puts his hands in my brothers mouth, and pries it open. Cowboy then reacted and bit daddy. He didn't mean to... he calmed down right away...
Daddy puts me inside...
Why am I separated from brother? I want to make sure I didn't hurt him...
Why can't I see out of my right eye??
Daddy talks into the flat thing with a light frantically. Before long after that, my mommy comes rushing in.. She immediately looks at my wounds.
OUCH! mommy, that hurts! what is that cream you're putting on my cuts?! I wish she wouldn't touch them.. Mommy is crying...
When will this nightmare end??
To be continued on my mommy's next blog... RUFF!!!