*Note: I apologize for my own comments during this story. I was very familiar with some of the original participants in the project*
Martin Schriber. I don’t know… I think I was eight or nine and I was at a friends house like riding a bike down the street with him and this dog comes out and it’s HUGE dog and we drive past it about a mile down the road then we have to go back past it to his house for dinner. On the way back the dog just chrages me and wraps his mouth around my leg, almost all the way around and clamps down. Blood was everywhere and my friend, my friend kind of throws a rock at the dog and it goes away. Then we go back to his house and it’s like it somehow got the bite all the way around my leg. And then… I think I stayed there for dinner cause I don’t know um the family wasn’t home and the dog was unregistered so they thought the dog might have rabies? So it was like a 36 hour gap to catch rabies I mean to get a vaccination so you don’t get rabies so the warden was freaking out and he like came and shot the dog and then cut off its head and sent it to a lab in the city so they could test it for rabies. It turns out the dog didn’t have rabies.
The little kid, the kid whose dog it was was like “You killed my dog you asshole.” And he like four years later when I was like a senior in high school and he was like a sophomore he like walks up to me and says “You killed my dog asshole” and I was like “Who the fuck are you?” True story. Wasn’t sad about the dog though, the dog was an asshole.