After a whole lot of fun on the beach yesterday (of which we will post pictures soon as well!) I got attacked by a dog… At the moment I got 2 staples in my knee to keep the skin together and am on painkillers and antibiotics. Not sure if to share those pictures here… Thing is: I am not dog agressive but after 4 attacks I avoid dogs. This dog came to me and I said no I am not interested. But he did not go away so I snapped at him with a bark and then he jumped me and bit me in my right hindleg. The owners do not want to cover any of the vet costs and possible needed training revalidation costs before I can do my work as an assistancedog again. So Human is very drained atm and I am not allowed to work/run/play/sport/and so on. Just a little happening in our life atm… So we will be going to the police station this week to file and if these people do not want to cooperate we can ask for help if everything is noted and filed properly… please wish us luck.. this is so stressfull… The people of the other dog have been throwing with nasty assumptions and phrases and everything…
“Poems, regardless of any outcome, cross the battlefields, tending the wounded, listening to the wild monologues of the triumphant or the fearful. They bring a kind of peace. Not by anaesthesia or easy reassurance, but by recognition and the promise that what has been experienced cannot disappear as if it had never been. Yet the promise is not of a monument. (Who, still on a battlefield, wants monuments?) The promise is that language has acknowledged, has given shelter, to the experience which demanded, which cried out.”
- John Berger, And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief as Photos
Art: Miki Kratsman, Untitled, 2001. 116 x 170 cm, digital inkjet print.
