About children, domestic dogs and others

In the Sunday issue 09.06.2019 there was a story from Non-Young "About a good girl, wandering dogs and not only".
I remembered another incident that happened more than 20 years ago. I was then working as a sysadmin in one of the medical centers.

The story itself did not happen to me, I heard about it entirely by chance, partly from the participant, partly from his coworkers.

At the entrance, I noticed some nervousness from the guards. Usually quite benevolent, this morning the guys worked somewhat nervously, too selectively checking those entering the clinic. I didn’t stop and ask: first, I had a lot of work, and second, I knew I would be late today, I had another backup at noon and I’d have time to go down and ask what happened there. At 11 o’clock, I started backup, drank a tea, smoked a cell phone and went down to the security room. I knew almost everyone, repeatedly helped with the repair and adjustment of their home computers. This is what I heard from one of the guards.

I came home after the shift, I think it would be good to chew something, I open the refrigerator, and there communism came. In addition to a bowl of mustard and a bowl of shit, there is nothing at all. I went to Stasi.

A small retreat. In those years, there were no large supermarkets with non-shell products, but so-called "Russian" stores have already appeared. As a rule, everyone knew by the names of the owners of these stores and despite the official name, for example, "Store of delicacies", they called these stores by the name of the owner.

During the day, as you know, Stas is empty, there is no people, I am not in a hurry, I go out, I smoke a cigarette, I look on the lawn of dogs healthy, without a leash and a nickname on a tiny girl whispering. The virgin is quite small, 5-7 years not more, stands, is afraid to move, cry, shakes all. The first thought, and where the parents of the child, why she is herself and where the owner of the dog. And why does such a big dog walk without a hammer? Looking around, here is the owner, standing this kind of pedrilo in white trousers in a cloth, a maid, nails mocked with the same speaks. The girl did not stand and broke. The dog followed her, caught her, fell to the ground and grabbed her teeth. The girl cried terribly, then cried and silenced, and the dog cried out, pulling out pieces of meat, blood in the mouth, all the grass in the blood, people scream, and this pedrilo stands and cries about something with his friend. I threw the bullet with the snail and ran to them. I brought him with me, but I was somehow confused and completely forgot about him. I am running:
Pidor, take the dog away!! to
Finally, this misunderstanding turned his head and not so in a hurry. He runs and cries to the dog:
“Fu, fu, stop immediately, bad dog.
I’ve never had dogs, I don’t know what to do in this case, but it’s good that I had heavy shoes on. I run and hit the dog’s fist. He hit successfully, the dog flew away from the victim, turned over in the air and slipped to the side. I did not let him get up, I ran, started beating and kicking. He stopped when he saw that everything was no longer moving.
This puddle runs to me and begins to suck with puddles. I hit him a couple of times too. He stood down, and began to portray the dead man. Zero attention to him. Police are called, an ambulance, there is a nearby clinic, somebody has stumbled, nurses have rushed, started to knit something, tie it over, put a dropper, swinging a syrene, the ambulance flew. It was still a little lying down, then the village on the ass, crying, splashing.
Police arrived, a couple of cars, another municipal inspector arrived. began to understand. The child took an ambulance. The police quickly rewritten the witnesses, me and this got into the car, were taken to the site.
Well, you see, you are a hero, you will get thanks from the police.
Oh, that is the case. This goat called a lawyer and they roamed on me that it was I who threatened him with guns, beaten because he was gay, and I was a homophobe and everyone heard how I called him a pudor. Because of this, he couldn’t pull the dog away, which just slipped off the rope.
Did the police believe it?
- I don't know, the trunk was immediately seized from me, you saw, my boss came, said that I am working today for the last day. This is fucking.

I did not meet him anymore.

It’s been five, maybe ten years. I worked in a different office, doing completely different things. I come somewhere to the object and see a familiar face on the passing. This man worked as a security guard at a clinic. Stopped and talked. So I learned the continuation of the story.

The family of the injured girl is very assured and very decent. As it turned out, the girl was walking with the babysitter, who, for a moment, went to the store. Nyanya was fired immediately and let her say thank you for not bringing her to court. They searched for a security guard and hired him a lawyer.

Despite all the tricks of his lawyer, who drew to the court representatives of LGBT (everyone who is against the “blue” – homophobes) and representatives of the movement “Give Life to Animals” (poor dog, this is such a cruelty, you could pull away, the girl was the fault itself, it was not necessary to escape), the guard was justified, all his actions were recognized as legal and correct.

The court’s decision was very severe: a huge fine for the dog, compensation and payment of all bills for treatment, rehabilitation and other psychological assistance to the affected child. Money compensation to the security guard, payment of honoraries of all lawyers and court costs.

Accounts, movable and immovable property were described almost instantly. Whether LGBT comrades helped him – I don’t know, but lawyers and prosecutors grabbed him with a dead grip.

This is such a ridiculous story. Questions without answers. Dogs in the city. Good or bad.