(Somehow this turned out really long - sorry.)
I went to the dog park this evening, as I do a few times a week. This is a large (maybe one acre?) fenced in area. It’s very popular, so there’s usually anywhere between two to twelve other dogs there, depending on the day and time I show up. On my part, I have three dogs - Sebastian (a large beagle mix), Bentley (a long haired miniature Dachshund), and the newest, Zach (a possible Basset Hound/Pit Bull mix?). Zach’s about 40 pounds, and is very popular with the humans at the park because he is cute, funny looking, has the best puppy dog eyes in three counties, and follows everyone around in order to better adore them. He does have a temper of sorts, though - he’s perfectly fine until he feels overwhelmed by another dog (which takes a lot of prolonged, direct aggression towards him), at which time he’ll give a piercing squeak/growl/bark and exactly one vicious snarl/snap, which has never pierced skin but has frightened the hell out of every dog that has ever tried to push him around.
Tonight, we’d been at the park for more than an hour, and there were three other dogs there - two large ones who had been there for almost the whole time, and a medium sized one who had just arrived a few minutes before. Everyone was playing peacefully. I was a fair way from the gate when the entire pack rushed for it. A couple was coming in with a large dog and a very large dog - a mastiff, maybe? As I headed that way, VLD, still on the far side of the inside gate, started barking. I picked up my pace, because I could see Zach was right up front of the group and the barking didn’t sound friendly, though I wasn’t actually expecting a problem. But I was still a distance away when the couple opened the gate and there was suddenly a snarling mass of dog fight underway. There were a few dogs involved at first, but as I was running, it resolved into Zach throwing VLD up against the fence and grabbing its throat. The couple grabbed at their dog, I grabbed Zach, and I wrestled him away with the help of some yelling and a smack on the butt.
The woman was bleeding fairly copiously from a bite on her hand. I asked them if their dog was bleeding, and asked if she was ok, but they ignored me. I asked the dog owners standing around who had started the fight (since I hadn’t been able to see clearly), but no one seemed to know. I asked the woman again if she was ok, and she said that she was and told her SO that she wanted to stay. Since I wasn’t about to stay there with the dogs agitated, I drug Zach away, grabbing Sebastian by the collar as well, just in case. Unfortunately, the leashes were several feet away, so I had to walk them over to them. We passed all of the other dogs without a problem, but (and this is definitely my bad) I had only a light grip on the collars as we passed the couple’s second dog. Zach suddenly broke free and attacked him. As we wrestled those two apart, it was my turn to get my hand bitten. I’m pretty sure that it was the other dog’s teeth that got me, as at that moment, Zach was hanging onto its throat for all he was worth. Once everything was sorted again, one of the other owners brought my leashes over, while the couple milled around for a while near the gate. Someone eventually pointed out to them that I couldn’t actually leave while they were standing there without the dogs coming close to each other again. They left themselves at that point.
So I’m left with three perfectly calm dogs, two scraped knees, what feels like is going to be a whole heck of a lot of bruises covering my whole hand, what are either scrapes or shallow tooth marks on my wrist and the side of my hand, and one deep puncture on my palm near the base of my middle finger. I washed the hand well with soap and water, used alcohol on the puncture, and put a bandaid on it.
The reason why I’m telling this long-ass story and even bothering to ask, instead of just getting it checked out tomorrow (especially given that I already had an appointment for an unrelated matter), is that I’m worried about Zach. I’ve heard horror stories about dogs being destroyed for bites even when the fault isn’t clear or doesn’t lie with them, and that it’s even more likely for dogs with pit bull shaped heads. Is my doctor required to report it to the authorities in any way? I know nothing about the dog that (probably) bit me, and I have no way to find out anything about him. I know that Zach is vaccinated for everything, but I have no such assurance on the other side. And aren’t dog mouths pretty dirty?