My Friend And I Almost Died From Domestic Violence, Until My Pitbull Lab Saved Our Lives

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Domestic Abuse Incident

Disclaimer: This story contains details of domestic violence that may be upsetting to some.

“My friend had an abusive boyfriend. We both knew he was an abusive sociopath, but of course being his girlfriend, this was something she was in denial about for a long time. Finally, she couldn’t deny it anymore and tried to leave him.

One day while he was assaulting her, she managed to get away from him, and drove the short distance to my house to be safe. My house wasn’t safe, though. He followed her, kicked through the glass on the french doors, and unlocked the bolt from the inside.

I wish I could say that either of us made a valorous stand against him, but we didn’t. She had already gone a few rounds with him and neither of us had any kind of self-defense training. He cornered us quickly and used his fists and my scarves to subdue us.

He told us what he was going to do to us both (I am not going to repeat it) and I had pretty much resigned myself to it, too beaten to fight. It wasn’t in me to beg, either. I just went cold and numb.

I couldn’t even feel the physical hurt. Mentally, I just…left. That’s when Camie, my pitbull labrador mix, finally broke through the remainder of the french doors and came barreling into the room.

Animals To The Rescue

Now, Camie is a loving and goofy dog. She was as gentle as can be with all of the neighborhood kids and had never so much as snarled. She is not the most intelligent dog, but she is silly and sweet.

However, when Camie got a hold of this guy, she was a different animal. She was wild-eyed and foaming at the mouth, bleeding from all of the cuts she’d gotten from the glass and not giving a single hoot.

She was on top of him in the blink of an eye, and I can’t even describe the sound coming out of her. I counted down in my head until the moment when she ripped that man’s face off.

It never happened. The sound of the garage door opening froze us all in place. My father was home.

The guy tried to take advantage of the moment and get away from her but Camie backed him into a corner and barked and snarled her head off. My dad must have understood something about that sound because he was in that room in no time flat, with a gun in hand.

The police came. Reports were filed. The trial was held, and he went away. Apparently this wasn’t even his first assault.

Camie’s cuts healed, and so did ours. We no longer have french doors.

She’s an old girl now. An old, sweet, loving girl. Her mind is starting to go, and so are her hind legs. She may not remember what she did for me (and my friend), but I won’t forget.

She may be nearing the end of her days, but I will never see a weak, useless old dog like others see her. She’s MY dog.

I don’t know all of what my friend’s abusive partner might have done. I don’t even know what I owe her, and that’s the beauty of it.

Dogs are often called man’s best friend, but sometimes they’re more than just friends—they’re our heroes.”

White pitbull labrador dog sitting next to chair on wooden patio
Courtesy of a woman who wishes to remain anonymous

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