Tyler - He's our baby.

Two weeks ago I took Tyler to the dog park while Joe practiced his drums. I usually meet really nice people at the dog park. That day I sat on the bench with the other "parents" talking about how old our dogs are, if they know how to raise their legs yet (Tyler tries and falls over), and what our dogs' favorite chew toys are. Another man joins our group with two beautiful Malemutes. The larger of the two is a male. "Dad" holds him close on the leash as the other dogs begin to sniff and greet.
"Is he friendly," I ask. As soon as the words leave my mouth the dog is unleashed and runs at Tyler. He snarled as he lunged at my baby! Tyler yelped so loud it sounded like a child crying. When I finally grabbed Tyler out of the reach of that horrible dog I saw blood and panicked! It wasn't as bad as I assumed but the dog bit a hole in Ty's ear!

The poor guy was so nervous around the other dogs after that so I took him to see Joe. The other owner didn't even seem to care. When I brought Joe back to speak with him he didn't even stand up from the bench and hardly apologized. 

He is doing much better now and has even been back to the dog park a few times.