June of 2012, my husband lost his Jack Russell Daisy, a beautiful little girl. She was stung by a bee and died in his arms. We assumed it was some kind of allergic reaction, to her biting down on the bee that was trying to attack me.
After some consideration, we decided not to get any more animals, unless both of us just had to have another one.
in February of 2012, I moved my salon next door to my favorite place to take our other dogs, Groomingdale’s. I’d been to 4 other groomers and Sami is the only one that didn’t leave bite marks, from the clippers, on my dogs.
During the summer of that year, several people tried to get us to take in another dog, we weren’t ready.
Sami and I became fast friends. I feel like family whenever I go over to visit and when my salon was next door to her, I used to go over almost every day. Sometimes it’s just good to visit with other people’s furry little babies, to know that they at least, are well cared for. Time went by like that for me, all summer long. I would go over and visit, and see all the different kinds of dogs that would come in.
On the 14th of December 2012, I had an hour to kill before my first client came in, so I went next door to visit with Sami and the animals. There are two tiers of kennels in the back, where the dogs take their turns to be bathed, dried, groomed and brushed. I’m a hairdresser by trade and I love to watch Sami work. There’s just something so admirable about someone who knows exactly what they’re doing.
I walked in through the front door and gave them my usual greeting of “smee,” it was an inside joke having to do with a conversation Sami and I had about the movie Hook.
I walked around the corner and in the top tier of crates, there she was. I fell in love at first sight. I was prepared to see her and then let her go, knowing that she was going to a good home and that I would see her again when she came in for another grooming appointment.
I asked if I could hold her and Sami said, “yes”. So I took her out of the crate and I said to Kiri Sami’s daughter, ” She’s so beautiful.” Kiri said to me “and she’s homeless.” I asked what her name was and Kiri told me, but I don’t remember it now. I remember saying to Sami and Kiri, ” she has a new name now, ” then I said ” Mine “.
I had to make sure this was going to be okay with my husband Robert, even though I was thinking about making up all kinds of stories so I could take her home with me. So when he came by the salon to see me before he went home, I was standing in the driveway waiting for him.
When he pulled up, he rolled up all the windows except for leaving a crack in his window and asked me what I wanted. I literally dragged him into the shop , because I knew, if I could just get him to hold her, like I had, she would be mine. He took her into his hands, she licked his nose and we had a new family member. She was like a gift from the Universe, to me.
The 4 of us were trying to come up with a name for her. I wanted her to be my salon mascot. The salon is called Sirens, like the Sirens from Greek mythology and Sami came up with the name Circe, Queen of the Sirens, the perfect name. Circe was only 5 months old, and part of Pickle’s litter of 4 puppies. Kiri belongs to Pickles.
When Pickles had her puppies, all these people wanted one. 5 months later, the people who took her, didn’t want her, they wanted a Shit Zu. They told Sami she ate shoes and tore up the house and barked all the time. I just couldn’t believe that anyone would NOT want her. Sami told me Circe was in a kennel the entire time she was with them.
My husband and I brought her home and she was the most well behaved, loving dog I have ever met, she would let me do anything with her and she followed me everywhere.
She was mine and I was hers.
I used to talk to her about everything, I shared my dreams with her. Every plan I had, included her. When I woke up every morning Circe was with me, I would always reach out to pet her, before I got out of bed.
June 24th of 2016, almost 4 years later, I’m having a really good day. I made a lot of money doing hair. I made tortilla chips to go with dinner. I was really happy and even shared a few chips with Arrow, Beaugie (the other 2 dogs) and Circe.
Then I went out the back door with all 3 dogs.
Like I did every day, in our fenced yard.
The fence my husband and I put up, to keep our animals safe.
I went to the chicken coop to get the eggs from our chickens. I turned on the drip system for the backyard on my way, the hens laid 3 eggs and I took the eggs with me, to turn on the drip system for the front yard.
I went into the house and thought to myself, ” I’ll go ahead and cut the lettuce from my garden and give it to the chickens before it goes bad. ” I walked into the house through the front door, went into the kitchen and washed off the eggs, then I went out the back door again.
I bent over to the tool drawer to get my knife out to cut the lettuce.
I grabbed the knife and when I looked up, the neighbor’s Pit Bull was climbing over my fence. He grabbed my little 4 pound girl and killed her, then he took her back over the fence with him and dropped her on the ground and walked away.
I was too far away to stop it from happening.
It was like someone reached into my chest and ripped out my heart and my soul.
My whole world changed in an instant. No one can witness something like that and not come away changed to their very core.
The neighbor is supposedly a Service Dog Trainer, but has no permit. The neighbor has been reported to Code Enforcement for not having a roof where she lives, for holes in the walls of both dwellings on the property and for having several dogs with no fence in her yard, no tie outs to keep control of the animals and not having her kennel cemented into the ground, because that’s the business she’s in.
She had the Pit Bull less than 24 hours when this happened. She tried to say the dog wasn’t hers, and the only thing she had to say to me was ” These things happen. ”
I was in too much pain to respond.
No one was there, except her son, when this happened. He was in the house without the roof. The Pit Bull was completely unsupervised.
My husband Robert had to go next door to get Circe and bring her lifeless body home to me. All the while he was yelling at her son to ” CALL YOUR MOTHER AND GET HER HOME NOW!”
Considering her job title and job description, these things aren’t supposed to just ‘happen’.
She was cited for trespassing and destruction of property, as well as not having her dog under control.
Her Pit Bull was put down.
Should have been the owner.