FTP

Another dog shot by off-duty Houston PD senior officer, this time, in front of the two children that he belonged to.  I still thank the lord that I didn't have to add that to my list of 2010 trauma...

 

This was a concern for me, both the day of the police and when my father came to my house harassing me.  Part of what my father wrote in the 302 report was that I had dangerous and aggressive animals (to protect my meth lab).  When my father came on 4/10/10, I tried to show him my home (since he never visited me otherwise) and I tried to show him that it was clean, comfortable and clearly NOT a meth lab--I showed him the meal that I was fixing in the crockpot (since he stated that I had lost weight due to a combination of starving myself and my meth addiction)--in the end, I did have to make my father leave my house.  He was probably inside twenty minutes--the rest of the day's events all took place outside.  The reason? My Rottweiler.

 

Those that have met Harrnh find this very difficult to believe, but she actually did growl at my father and all of the fur on her back bristled up.  I had to get him out of my house because I was terrified that she was going to bite him, in an attempt to protect me.  It's funny, I was initially terrified that she wouldn't protect me against PFA boy since she didn't have an aggressive bone in her body.  I had no clue.  As my father was in my house, screaming at me--demanding that I tell him "what I was on"--and check myself into a rehab before he physically escorted me there--Harrnh (my normal snuggle bunny, nothing more to fear than her sitting on your foot in an effort to get as close as possible)--recognizing the fact that he was threatening to physically harm me--stood between us and threatened to protect me as she saw fit.

 

This was part of the information turned over to the police on 4/22/10.  That I had an aggressive Rottweiler.  All I can say is, thank god that she was in the house when they came.  I can't imagine that she would have allowed them to do those things to me.  I cried for quite some time just knowing that she was in the house, watching from the window--seeing me being hurt by two men and taken away and how upset she must have been by the incident.  Truly, the blessing is that she was watching from behind a window.

 

Hells, they were so rough on me--a 5'2, 115 pound female because my father told them that I was suicidal, homicidal, had recently done bodily harm to others and had written a statement that I was going to kill my entire family (I would STILL love to see THAT piece of "evidence").  I think there is little doubt that Harrnh would no longer be alive had the events unfolded even a bit differently.

 

Sadly, had events unfolded as such, there would have been nothing I could do.  I know she would have protected me and there are no laws to protect innocent dogs when their owners are unlawfully taken.  Our system just seems rotten no matter how I look at it.