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I almost dont want to talk about this....but I need an outlet... and I need to be strong every where else...I havnt cried over this yet....but I want to... I'm afraid to though...

I was in my bedroom getting dressed and getting the kids clothes together yesterday morning....
I heard my dh call for me...... maybe I was taking too long.... then he yelled for me...there was panic in his voice.... I walked out into the living room to hear my Little Lady screaming her head off, and blood just gushing out of her face.... Dh told me "the F$*$ing dog bit her face!" That he did........ Dh was gonna drive her to the hospital....but I took the towel off and looked at my beautiful baby girl with her mauled face.... and I called 911.

Not only was I talking to the 911 operator...but E was crying that Bucky our former dog had bit L...and he was scared...and Bucky needed to go to jail...and I need to stop her blood...and that L was hurt....
How many ways can my heart really break???

The ambulance came...we loaded L into her car seat and sped off to the hospital.....
It was surreal.... I just saw blood gushing out of her face.... I just tried everything I could do to comfort her......How do you comfort someone like that though??? She's screaming, I'm doing everything I can do to calm her, and I have to answer 100 questions...plus... trying to get someone to watch the boys so dh could be up there with us.....

We finally make it to the ER.... get checked in, get wheeled into the peds er.... and into our room... I finally got her out of the car seat... and just held her.... I wanted to just hold her and pray that it would take away the pain.....my beautiful baby girl.....

The docs finally came in to look at her.... it seemed like hours...but I know it wasnt.... they accessed the damage.... Our fucking dog......he mauled my baby girl..... he tore her face apart.....

One of his teeth went into and through her nose.
Two of his teeth went through her lips...... the right side, he completely tore her lip open from the bottom of her nose through her lip.... it was in two pieces.....
The left side the tooth went in a little under her nose...and completely through her lips....
He tore her tongue completely into two parts from the frenulum to the tip.... he laid it wide open... like a forked tongue......her tiny little tongue was in two pieces....
All from the dog that we fed and loved for 6 years.....

It took two plastic surgeons.....4 other various doctors and 2 nurses to put my precious baby's face back together..... it took a little over an hour...... there was no need to count the stitches... there were way to many to bother.....
On this Friday afternoon, I had to watch them put my baby's face back together....

I keep thanking God that the beast didnt grab her throat.... my baby could have died.... who knows what will happen when a dog bites.....it could have been so much worse....but.... I just cant believe it happened in the first place.....

My beautiful, stitched up little girl is sleeping on me right now.... she couldnt sleep last night.... in 20 minutes I have to wake her up and give her some Tylenol with codeine.... otherwise, she will be inconsolable....I dont blame her... her tongue is HUGE! Her previously little lips are sticking out further than her black and blue nose.....She can hardly swallow....she cannot eat for a long time.... those stitches in her little tongue have to stay in for 3 months.... some of the facial ones will come out on the 2nd.... She just looks horrible.... it's scary.... it's sooo scary to look at her.... She is in soo much pain..and is so miserable... it's so unfair....

The dog..... well my dh called the humane society shortly after our Little Lady was stitched up.... he took him in today to be put to sleep.... I refuse to allow an animal to tear up my baby's face and still walk on this earth....it's a damn animal.... he permanently altered my baby's face..... he could have killed her.... only by the grace of God did she not get mauled to death....
The minute that animal put his teeth on my baby.....he was no longer my pet.... we have been completely betrayed.

My little precious baby cries in her sleep.... I want to take her pain away...but I know I cannot...
No one knows what she will look like when the stitches come out.... the plastic surgeon said she may need reconstruction at a later date.... it's unfair..... it's so unfair.... her pain is senseless.... her scars are senseless......

I'm so thankful that she is alive..... I've been holding onto her so tight..... I'm so scared for her....even though it is now over......
My biggest question though will never be answered.....
WHY??????????????????????????????????????

Hug your babies... and remember that pets are still animals....and it only takes a split second....