Lying on the table with both arms spead on the boards while being stitched up, local anesthesia only because answers were needed, I sort of remember vague faces around me. All I could 'see' in my mind was a scared dog in a jail. Alone, and away from his family. I don't know why he lunged, and never will, but that day I knew I loved dogs more than anything and would always want to protect and defend animals. All animals. Always.