I've never been bitten by a dog.. but CATS.. Oh boy. My parents have a big black tabby cat, Tofer.. and one day, when I was in fourth grade, I had him outside on his little red leash, exploring the yard. He had one of those collars with the elastic on it, so if they get stuck on something it breaks, instead of choking them. He was never a really friendly cat to anybody outside of the family, other animals included.. so anyway, as we are standing out in the front yard, my neighbors cat comes LEAPING out of the bushes and races up and swats at Tofer.. and then races off. Well.. this made him ..angry.. so he took off as fast as he could after the neighbors cat, and me, being a fourth grader, was afraid that the collar was going to break, so instead of trying to stop him.. I just ran with him.
After a few laps around the neighbor hood, he got her cornered under a trailer, and as he's sitting there growling and hissing his head off at her.. I decide I'm going to pick him up and take him home. BAD IDEA. I reached down and my hand had barely grazed his back before he flipped around and tore into my hand. I don't remember it hurting at first.. Just that I was shocked that he bit me.. He was IMMEDIATELY sorry for what he did.. he just flattened out on the ground doing the "I was a bad kitty" face, forgot about the other cat, and let me pick him up and take him home.
Imagine my mothers surprise when her daughter comes inside with a cat and arm all covered in blood.. It was a pretty bad bite.. but it stopped bleeding on it's own. I remember all the skin between the four punch holes turned white and died :-/ It got infected too, obviously.. since cat bites pretty much always do that. So I had to go to the doctor and get some antibiotics and stuff. I was actually pretty proud of my bite. I had a really cool story to tell all my friends

We kept the cat, obviously, because it wasn't his fault...
He bit me one other time when I came home from a week in Florida in high school, and I had my hair up in french braids and I suppose I smelled different. He followed me around the house for a while, acting differently, and then I reached out to pet him and he freaked. This stranger just tried to attack him! So he bit.. that one wasn't as bad as the first.. just one little punch hole, didn't get infected or anything.. He didn't start treating me normally again until I took my hair down.
