Love Bites

Chapter 3

Bailey and I were sitting next to each other on the floor and I was playing tug o war with her. We were having a lot of fun. Then my brother walked up, and blew in Bailey's face, then everything went down hill.

My brother knows that she hates it when people blow in her face! Bailey thought I blew in her face so she bit me. She bit my cheek and she bit me hard.
"AH!" I yelled.

My parents ran to see what happened and saw me laying on the floor, holding my cheek. I leaned up when I saw them.

"Move your hand so we can see how bad it is." My dad said.

I moved my hand away from my cheek. I then looked at my hands and saw blood on them. My parents looked at my cheek.
My mom said "Here. Let's wash you cheek." She grabbed a wash cloth, rinsed it under warm water, and handed it to me.

When I touched the wash cloth to my face, it stung. But I knew I had to wash it. After I washed my cheek off, I set the wash cloth down and looked at Bailey. She looked up to me. She had this look on her face, like she wish she didn't bite me. I put my hand on her back and started petting her.

An hour later my dad came up to me and said "You need to do something with that dog. She has caused enough trouble!" Although in my head all I was thinking was 'It was my brother that caused the trouble. Not the dog.'

There is only one thing I wish for. I wish that Bailey would stop biting. I didn't want my parents to sell her, or put her down. I heard of many dogs being put down because they were out of control, and biting. I didn't want something like that to happen to Bailey.