Well it was such a sad day on Thursday for May May. She got attacked by a German Shepard. She was savagely shaken and I thought I had lost her for sure. We were coming home and heading down Bank Street, when I crossed the road I noticed a group of kids and the dog, I moved to the right closer to the road and took a stronger hold on May May's leash, May May looked as though she were going to go over and see the dog but I took a stronger hold but it was too late the shepard already had her. I just remember screaming and holding my hands to my mouth while it was happening and I have no idea how she got loose from his jaws. When I finally had her secure in my lap I was taking her collar off so it wouldn't hurt her injuries any further. One of the lads was very kind and helped me. I hollered to get his name and address but someone said he had no address he was homeless, another one said he was new here he had never seen him before. I heard the owner of the dog say he hadn't seen my dog. Once I had May May comfortable I took my camera out to get a picture of the dog and the guy but as soon as he seen the camera he ran off around the corner. I booted it down Bank Street to get to the vet in the glebe, that was the longest ride I ever took. I was so upset and worried about May May and then memories and feelings kept rushing back about when my daughter was four and had been attacked by a doberman pinscher and almost died. I was sure I would never make it to the vets office. They are so good there, as soon as they seen May May they got the vet and got May May inside. The vet tried to shave off some fur from May May's neck to see the extent of her injuries but even that hurt her so bad so he stopped. She had to go into surgery. I placed her in the cage that they have there and it hurt so bad to leave her there but I knew it had to be done. I raced home so that I could call the police and they referred me to the by law enforcement office. When I got the young lady on the phone she said someone was going to take a ride down Bank immediately to see if they could spot the dog and against all odds they did. They gave him a $600 fine and a muzzle order. As if that is going to do any good. He won't pay the fine and he won't get the muzzle. He says he is from Toronto just in town for a few days but I find that hard to believe because his parents live in Gatineau and that is where the notice of the fine will be sent. It is getting terrible downtown especially on Bank St. The homeless and the druggies rule the streets as to where it is not safe for us to walk anymore. I e-mailed the chief of police and asked him for a meeting where I could sit down with him and he could explain to me why the streets are not safe for us anymore. I doubt if I will ever hear anything. Today, Sat. I went down to the market and met Larry O'brien the Mayor of our fine city and told him what happened. He told me that there was not much that they could do with the laws being what they are. Well in that case why aren't the laws being changed? I suggested if the police were around more that they could put subtle pressure on these people and he said, not so subtle pressure as well. It looks like they are cleaning up the market area only to have them move over to Bank St. Anyway he said he will look into it but I doubt very much if anything will be done by either one of these officials. I don't know why these homeless people are allowed to have animals, if they can't feed themselves how can they be expected to feed the dogs. It is not fair to the dogs. They have to get big vicious dogs to try to prove to the world that they are big guys. Well news flash, it just proves you are little jerks ! Please, please, please clean up the streets for the children, the animals and everyone. Well I have to go and rest now, this has taken a huge emotional toll on me. If I should hear from either the Mayor or the Chief of Police I will report back here. May May is doing much better, she is healing quickly and she is getting back to her diva attitude. As soon as her wound heals I will be taking her out again, I won't keep her prisoner in the house, she lives for her daily walks to go and see all the people downtown. Thanks for all the kisses and hugs you are sending her. They are working.