Closure from the dog mauling

Last week, just by chance, I found out the chow that attacked me and tore up my arm and leg, also attacked a student who is now in my class. He has an even nastier scar on his leg than the one on my arm, and he spent two nights in the hospital.

He says that he realized it was me, because the cops killed that dog the night it attacked him, because that was the second record of an unprovoked attack by that dog -- the first time, it bit a teacher. How do you like that?

On the one hand, I'm really pissed because that dog should never have been allowed to live long enough to attack him.

On the other hand, I cheered and did a happy dance when he told me it was dead.

Now I don't have to think anymore about driving past their house and tossing out a little poisoned meat snack for the vicious mutt.