I could not imagine the pain that my second uncle Big Peter felt when he got bit on the finger.

It was a nice day before Easter, and my family was about to take a picture at the house that my family goes to every year. Then the unthinkable happened: the bite.

My uncle Keith let My dog Piper out of the dog crate. She zoomed out to the yard. One of my relatives is blind and has a dog named Zeke. Piper ran and bit  Zeke on the lip. Zeke had dangly lips and Piper held on while Zeke whimpered. Then my mom, dad, and Big Peter ran over to get Piper off of Zeke. Big Peter was in the front. He pulled her away and got himself bit. In this very moment, I saw his finger bitten off, I felt scared for me and everybody else. The finger was bitten off from the first knuckle.

Big Peter went, “OW!” My mom is a nurse, so she knew what to do in this situation. She grabbed the rest of the finger and took it inside and put ice on it.

The ambulance came, and so did the police and animal control. My sister and I were crying because we were super scared for us and our family because we hated to see anyone get hurt. My other sister came and helped me calm down.

Later that day, we dyed Easter eggs. I was still crying but I got though it. Then my mom went back to my grandma and grandpa’s house with Piper and slept there so that Piper would not hurt anyone else.

I just want Piper to know that I love her very much, though I miss here and want to see her again.  But because she is not good with other dogs and kids, she now lives with new and great people. But the moral of the story is be safe around dogs.