When I was tweleve I was bit by a rabid fox. I was at my grandma's house getting ready to go jump on the trampoline with my friend. My mom was talking to my friends mom from her jeep. We were babysitting my grandma's dog for her. He was outside with us, I saw a cat from the bushes a ways from us but didn't think much of it until it came closer. Lighting(the dog) went after it and they started fighting. I didn't think twice, I immediatley went to get Lighting away. I tried to pull them apart and I did. I was carrying him back to the house and my mom starts screaming, I had been bit in the back of my right leg. After the fox bit me and I managed to get back inside it tried jumping onto the jeep after my friend and her mother. She kicked him out and her mom ran him over with her vehicle. We were all okay. We had to have vaccinations for the rabies and the dog had to be in quarentine for six months. He lived and is still around today. I don't regret saving Lighting. Though I don't like foxes anymore!
on Mar. 8, 2013 at 10:00 AM