Every once and a while, the “Am I the Asshole” forum at Reddit brings out a question that leaves you pondering as to which side of the fence you are really on. This time round, a woman who’s ordered a vet to put down her boyfriend’s dog. Here’s their story:
For a bit of context. My partner and I have been living together for 2 years. He got Luna as a puppy 6 years ago. She’s a Great Dane and they had an amazing bond. I absolutely adored her too, she was the softest, goofiest creature. I often walked her and took care of her on my own so it was no big deal when he went on a stag do with his friends for a week. I was walking Luna in our usual haunt which is a pretty secluded wood. I always keep her on the lead because I know a 130lb dog can scare people if she approached them, no matter how gentle she is.
We walked past a woman with another dog that wasn’t on the lead but when she saw us she grabbed her dogs collar and walked it past us. It was straining to get to Luna. About a minute later I hear this woman shouting her dog and turn round and it’s barrelling straight at us. It bites Luna’s throat, legs and stomach. I tried to pull the dog off of her but it was too strong and wouldn’t release its grip. It only stopped when Luna was laying on the ground not moving. The woman grabbed the dog and left.
Luna had puncture marks in her throat and legs, but her stomach had a very large gash and her intestines were protruding from it. I took off my jacket and wrapped it around her stomach. I tried to pick her up but I’m only 90lbs and I’m not strong and I just couldn’t manage it. I shouted for help for a long time. Eventually a man and his teenage son walked past and helped me carry Luna about 2 miles back to the house where my car was. I got her straight to the vet hoping they could save her. They said the damage was irreparable and the kindest thing to do was to put Luna to sleep. I was absolutely devastated, but I knew she was in agony and didn’t want her to suffer anymore. I pressed my head against hers whilst they injected her. As she went I told her over and over again what a good girl she was. I then went to the police and reported this woman and her dog but they weren’t interested.
I didn’t tell my partner because I knew he would be heartbroken and I didn’t want to ruin his trip. I went to a baby store and bought an imprint kit, and made a clay imprint of Lunas paw. I then got Luna cremated and bought a beautiful urn with her name engraved. When I picked him up from the airport I broke the news to him as gently as I could. He didn’t talk to me for the rest of the drive. As soon as we got home he told me I should have contacted him before putting Luna to sleep and told me to pack my stuff and move out. This was 2 weeks ago and he hasn’t changed his mind.
Did I do the wrong thing? Should I have interrupted his trip? Was I an asshole?
Edit: to the people saying why did I let that woman walk away, all I was concerned about at that time was helping Luna, her walking off with her dog didn’t even register with me.
Edit 2: A few users have suggested I add this information. The stag do was on a ‘no phones allowed’ rule so everyone’s phone was in the safe in the room. I did not know whether they were checking their phones at all but I knew that they were all engrossed in the madness that is Amsterdam and no body had their phones on them.
Edit 3: Thank you to everybody that has taken the time to write a well thought out response. I absolutely accept the judgement of people telling me ITA for not telling my partner sooner. If I could go back and change things I would, and your comments have helped me to gain a better understanding of other perspectives. To the 2 people that I called an asshole myself, that was for telling me I didn’t protect Luna. How could you possibly know? I loved her, and I did my very best by her. Call me an asshole, that’s fine, but don’t tell me I wasn’t there for her.
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