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 It was a vicious & unpremeditated attack |
08 Dec 08 |
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Barkes Corner Vet |
It was a vicious and unpremeditated attack. It happened at night after she had finished
her dinner. She was just cleaning up,
doing her ablutions and getting ready to settle down for the night-dozing into
that half napping relaxation before bedtime.
Her attacker was a known offender who had been planning the assault for
some time. He had watched his victim day
and night. He knew her routines, knew when she was most vulnerable. Knew when her usual sharp awareness of danger
was at its lowest ebb. Her attacker’s
gang affiliations were well known. They had perfected the art of a kind and
soft exterior, but this belied a ruthless cold and calculating interior. Stories abound of their callous and cruel
acts of torture and terror. The young
and innocent were their main victims. The vulnerable and weak would be brought
back to their home patch where they would be displayed and humiliated in front
of their leaders before summarily being killed, the bodies desecrated and
carelessly abandoned.
The surgeon said that her wounds were some of the worst he
had ever seen. The skin had been torn
from her back, the lacerations deep to her shoulder and spine. She was lucky
that no vital organs had been targeted by the vicious stabbing but she had
still lost a lot of blood, she was weak and the danger of infection high. She had dragged herself to the front door
until her screams had attracted the attention of a family close by. They rang the emergency service
immediately. Ten minutes later they were
at the hospital. The surgeon quickly assessed her injuries and rushed her into
surgery. Slowly but surely her wounds
were cleaned, the jigsaw of her injuries pieced back together, her skin margins
gently apposed and sutured into there normal position once again. The family, some to traumatized to come to
the hospital and now being looked after by relatives, described how her
attacker had repeatedly stabbed her, pulled her to the ground. How she had been able to escape only by
crawling away into hiding while her attacker distracted by the nearby people
had fled from the house.
Her recovery was by no means certain. She would need antibiotics for some
time. The following day she was able
with assistance to drink a little fluid and had taken a passing interest in
some food. She was able to move a little
more freely. It would be some days
before she was strong enough to return to her room again. Physically there would be scars of course. Any reminders of her attacker sent her into a
panic and it would be many days before she found her confidence again. She would need lots of family support and we
wish Ruby the mouse all the very best in her recovery.
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