
Three puncture wounds to Kae’s hand get treated at St. Jude’s in Todos Santos. (Image: Kathryn Reed)
For the first time in my life I am afraid to walk my dog. That’s what happens when you are attacked.
We’re fine. At least physically we both will be. Our psyches, well, it’s going to take a bit longer. My confidence is shaken. My desire even to live here is waning.
One friend says he walks his dog carrying pepper spray, and he told me of a guy who walks with a stun gun of sorts. This isn’t the environment I want to live in. No one should have to live like this.
From what I hear, all of Mexico has an issue with street dogs as well as some frightening neighborhood beasts. Trust me, though, it’s a gringo thing too to have unsavory animals. I’m not dissing on Mexicans at all. I want to call out all the shitty dog owners who have threatening dogs. All the owners who let their dogs roam free. The owners who tie up their dogs on a chain.

AJ and Kae are sharing some of the same medications. (Image: Kathryn Reed)
On Sunday, AJ and I were walking one of our usual routes here in our neighborhood of Todos Santos. A dog running up a side street saw us, came our way and I was able to get it to move on. That didn’t last long. It lunged at AJ. AJ was on leash, so I was able to yank it as hard as I could several times and got her away from the teeth of this predator. But the predator won.
I screamed. I kept screaming. It was a primal scream that I didn’t know was inside of me. Hours later my throat still hurt. The friend who I had been talking to on the phone stayed on the line while the device laid in the middle of the dirt street. She told me she had never heard anything like it. She didn’t know if I was being killed.
No. Not killed. Not even close.
That, though, is only because the dog owner came out. Had he not been there, I don’t know if I would be here writing AJ’s obituary or someone would be writing both of ours.
I don’t want to ever be that scared again.

The dog, a day after the attack, chained in its cage. (Image: Kathryn Reed)
The dog wouldn’t let go of AJ. He was solid, strong, mean and knew his prey was old, weak and meek.
The owner kept striking his dog in the jaw. It wouldn’t let go of my baby.
Somewhere in the melee it got ahold of my right hand. I looked down and remember thinking I hope that tooth mark in the fleshy part between my thumb and index finger didn’t go all the way through.
A second dog struck the rear of my left thigh. I was able to get it to leave.
I don’t remember AJ making a sound.
My screaming. It echoes in my head in a way that just brings tears to my eyes. I don’t know what I said. I don’t know if the noise was words or sounds.
The dog finally let go. The owner struggled to hang onto the abuser’s collar, being dragged by the beast. They went toward their house. I found my phone, said something to my friend, and walked in a daze toward my house.
AJ was walking fine. That was good. The punctures on my hand, while looking serious, didn’t go all the way through.
I knocked on the door of a neighbor. I must have known I wanted/needed help. No answer. I went to the door of the neighbor who is a retired veterinarian. No answer.
Home we went. I washed my hand and the wounds I saw on AJ; with her right ear looking to be the most ravaged. Still, I wasn’t sure about either of us. I texted one friend; she was at dinner. Another picked up the phone. I realized I needed a second opinion on what to do about my hand. The one gash was pretty deep.
Kerrie and Laurel came over. I thought I had pulled myself together. Wrong. I went to show them my gashes and my whole arm shook uncontrollably. I was still in shock.
Kerrie took me to St. Jude’s, the 24-hour clinic, while Laurel stayed with AJ. She sat on the floor, petting her, assuring her all would be OK. They and others have proved I have a support network here. I am forever grateful.

St. Jude’s in Todos Santos provides 24-hour medical care. (Image: Kathryn Reed)
So far, I can’t say enough good things about St. Jude’s. No stitches they said because of the type of wound. There are three gashes on my right hand. Now, a day later, the bruising is evident. A bruise has appeared on my left thumb and several on my right calf. Good thing for long shorts to cover up the left hamstring area that looks like someone wanted me for dinner – oh, yeah, they did.
I left the clinic with a bill of about $36. I was supposed to go back today for the tetanus shot. That has been pushed back to Tuesday because the vaccine wasn’t available. That will be about $55.
I was prescribed an antibiotic, ibuprofen, and Neosporin. I had the latter two, so left with the antibiotic for less than $6.
AJ was seen by David Martinez on Monday. Known as Dr. David (pronounced dah-veed); he was awesome. (This is where I buy her special kidney disease food and the vet tech trims her nails.) I had found more wounds on her after my friends had left. The doctor shaved the puncture areas on her ear, tail, neck area; cleaned them out; and sent me off with pain meds, a prescription for antibiotics, and instructions to keep the wounds clean with hydrogen peroxide.
We are now on the same antibiotics after my sister, Pam, who is a nurse practitioner, told me to change what was originally prescribed to me. Lucky I’m in Mexico because no prescription was needed. This cost about $58 total for me and AJ. I got out of the vet’s office for $15.
The doctor asked me about rabies. I don’t know if that dog is vaccinated. The vet tech asked if it was a Mexican or gringo family. Mexican, I said. They exchanged a look that said, “Oh, shit.”
My neighbors know a bit about the dog’s owners and believe they are the type who would vaccinate a dog. More than one friend said they don’t believe rabies is an issue with dogs here. My head just can’t go there. I’m hoping the cops will come up with the answer.
My friend, Laurel, initiated the police report Sunday night. I tried to follow up today, but the language barrier prevented me from being able to convey details of the dog fight, bite, ordeal. The officer told me to go elsewhere. My friend, Kerrie, explained to me there is another cop shop across town.
I went there this afternoon. This is the state police office. Where I went first was the municipal office. I can’t explain why the state cops would have an interest in this, but Mary Lou didn’t hesitate to help. She took down the basic details, had me draw a map and said to come back on Tuesday with the paperwork from the doctor and receipts from what I’ve paid for.

Dr. David Martinez and staff provide excellent veterinary care. (Image: Kathryn Reed)
It was a bit disconcerting that she took all these notes on the back of a piece of paper that already had been written on. I wasn’t surprised the info was not input on a computer, or even on an official document with a case number. However, to have this be put on what looked like scrap paper was a bit surreal.
I’m guessing my case is being taken seriously because I was bit. Another guess – cops might not have cared if only AJ had been bit.
Animal control here? You have to be kidding. Quarantine the animal immediately? Obviously not.
I went back to the medical facility to ask for a report. Doc hadn’t done one yet. I said what time I needed it by on Tuesday. They said they would try. I’m hoping for the best, but realizing this is Mexico.
After AJ and I did all of our running around today, we went for my comfort food – French fries. We shared them. Psychologically it made me feel better.
Typing this makes me want to take more Advil. I can’t. I just had 400 mg an hour ago. Clearly, the keyboard in not my friend. I also can’t turn the ignition on the Jeep or squeeze toothpaste with my right hand. Tennis will be tested on Friday; I canceled today.
If I survive the tetanus shot Tuesday (I have a phobia of needles to the extent that I tend to faint, which can do me in for the day), I will try to take AJ for a walk on the beach. We both need that. It’s our happy place.
Still, this was the third time she has been attacked since being here. Clearly, this was the worst, the scariest, and the most damaging in so many ways. It has me thinking. Neither of us should be living in fear. She’s 16. This shouldn’t be how her last years, months, days are lived. Decision time.
Glad it wasn’t worse, but what a scary ordeal, one that you definitely do not want to go through again. I hope A-J is staying with a good friend while you are away and that your wounds do not interfere with your travels.
Wow, I’m sorry you two had this awful experience. Sounds like you have a hard decision to make. I hope you both heal completely and quickly.
How frightening. Healing light for body and mind, Kae.
Oh Kathryn, how I ache for you and AJ. And I understand too. I have had to drag my dog and my neighbor’s out of situations like this and I had no idea I could scream so…… It has taken me a loooong time to walk by that house again without flinching…. (Thankfully the owner built a wall!)
Please know you are supported and loved here – both of you~
I’m so sad to hear about this, Kae, but am grateful it wasn’t worse. Obviously, this can happen anywhere, but odds seem to be much higher down there.
In my mid-twenties in Ann Arbor, I trained one of my cats to walk on a leash. For two years we loved walking the neighborhood and receiving fun comments and kudos. Sadly, one day an off leash dog darted out of nowhere and attacked my cat. I was able to pick her up and shield her from certain death, but we both ended up mangled and traumatized. The medical bills were many times over what yours were, of course. My cat would never go outside on a leash again.
I totally understand how you feel right now, and am bummed you had to go through this. Please don’t let it taint your memories of such an amazing journey.
So very sorry to hear this Kathryn! I too have been bitten by a gringo dog at La Esquina on my ankle. It was a good size mark and I had to get a tetanus shot. The woman barely apologized! Feel better. Love to you 💗💞
Dear Lord! I just read this! You must have been petrified and I am so sorry this happened to you!! I am afraid of big dogs and I cannot even imagine what you encountered. Saying healing prayers for you both. Please be careful and time will tell, what your next step should be. Even in Tahoe, there have been some dogs roaming that are not on leashes and it’s scary on my walks. Keep us updated. Melissa 🙏
Kae so sorry for what you and AJ had to go thru. Glad you are both doing better. Stay safe.
Nancy
Wow. As I sit here in tears over your trauma, I am amazed at your strength and persistence . I hope you find your way to peace and happy places , wherever that may be. Thinking of you and AJ, Lori and Greg
Oh Kae!!! I’m so very very sorry to hear of this… I am really sorry. This must have really torn into your peacefulness there and that’s awful as well. I will call as soon as I can.
I can’t even imagine how scary that must have been. I hope you recover soon….prayers. I have loved following your life down there and sense what a magical time it has been…until now. Get well and be safe.
Damn! I am so sorry to hear about your attack, there is nothing worse. Makes you feel so helpless. Kae, take care and give AJ a big hug from your Reno buddies. Give yourself a pat on th back for doing all you could in this crappy situation.
Sending love.
When reading this blog, I kept waiting to see how it all ends. I was on the edge of my seat when I realized, duh, she’s blogging about it, so she’s okay.
I am so sorry this happened to you two. Life is a weird things. One day you’re in your happy place and the next, not so much.
Stay strong and remember you are loved by so many everywhere. Keep us posted.
Oh crap! So so sorry you both went through this. Very glad you are both on the mend. Now it’s the psychological scars that will take a long time to heal. Roaming dogs is a big problem in SF. Very scary. We have been approached by unleashed dogs running up to us and I just froze not knowing what they would do. Glad you were able to get medical attention. Important to keep wounds clean on you and AJ. I remember Joy walking Quinny with a baseball bat after a dog attack in Tahoe. Unfortunately people are irresponsible and abusive to their dogs making for an aggressive dog even more aggressive. Take precautions, be careful. Pepper spray might not be a bad idea. Take good care. Keep me posted.
Sounds like it’s time to get outta Dodge.
Kurt and I are so sorry to hear that both of you were attacked. Carrying pepper spray sounds like a good idea. Unfortunately, they allow dog fights in Mexico and the dogs are trained to attack. I feel sorry for the cruelty humans place on animals. We hope you both recover mentally and physically for this horrible experience. Sending healing, loving thoughts for both of you.
Kae, this broke my heart for you, and after enjoying your amazing stories of your great adventures in your Village. Please realize this happens everywhere, not just south of the border. I lost my beloved dog to a pitbull attack right in front of my house here in Tahoe. My dog was on leash, the loose pitbull chased her around my legs until I was trapped, then latched on to her neck. That dog bit down so hard 2 neighbors could not get her loose and my kicking did no good. All I heard was my dog’s high pitched whine. One neighbor finally picked up that pitbull by the back legs and threw it down on the street, the dog finally let go. My little girl did not make it. I was afraid to walk in my neighborhood for over a year, without pepper spray and a taser. Friends recommended a cattle prod type taser so I would not have to get close to a vicious animal. Walks became a vigilant exercise of constant darting looks around and behind me. Every time a big dog of any kind came near, my heart beat out of my chest, and I panicked. I am better now, almost 3 years later, but I know I suffered from PTSD (waking up reliving the experience, like a horror movie on constant replay). I should have requested counseling to help me through. You are wise to depend on your friends and support system-keep talking it out. And you might have some feeling of security if you do carry pepper spray or a taser, I did, feeling I had some protection. Please let us know how you are doing
So sorry this happened to you. Here in Tahoe , I often walk my dog near the river where some people leash dogs, and most do not. I let my dog run around in the water but keep the leash handy and for walking. Dogs are more aggressive when on a leash they seem to be protecting their owners perhaps. I have seen a coyote out during the day as well , what I mean to say is this could happen anywhere.
I just saw this. The dogs are SCARY. I don’t even know what to say because they are so scary when they come running at you. I was worried about them when I was there. And there is really so little you can do about it. Not walk AJ? Not walk AJ in the neighborhood? It’s terrifying when not even the owner has control.