About a week ago M and I went for a walk. We were going to return some stuff to a friend. As we were almost across the street 2 pitbulls came running toward us. They starting barking and going in circles around us. We froze where we were and I was yelling at them to leave. After a while they did leave so we cut across the grass and started walking to the front door of our friend. They came at us a second time and I knew we were in trouble. I said a quick prayer that we would be ok and that M would stay safe. The dogs started doing the same thing as before only this time one of them started jumping up on me and biting my clothes. I swatted at it with my hand and she got a hold of my thumb. I think I popped her on the nose and she didn't like that so she lunged at me and got a hold of the inside of my left knee. Then, luckily they left. We rushed into our friends' house and were glad to be in a safe place. That was where I saw my leg and realized that I would need stitches. I got help getting cleaned up and with getting a hold of the police. When he got there he took some pictures and we told him what happened. I think I went into shock because my body was shaking. I got hot and felt like vomiting. We called hubby and told him what happened. He left work and came to take me to the doctor. I ended up with 7 stitches. Everyone kept asking how we got the dog off, and the only explanation I can come up with is that we were being watched over. I know that Heavenly Father protected us. I know that is why we came away from the whole experience as well as we did was because of Him. I am so grateful that M was protected. I am so grateful for the gospel in my life and for the safety and protection that our Heavenly Father gives us. As the awful and terrifying as the experience was I know that it could have been so much worse. And for that I will be forever grateful to my Heavenly Father.
a few more pictures from Abba's camera
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