
06/30/2025
Going forward, I will be using my “scary dog” privilege on every walk. And here’s why.
At first, I was mortified. I told myself that I wasn’t going to tell anyone outside of my home. I found myself questioning what I did to welcome this into my life.
Back in April, when on a walk with some dogs, I was approached by a lone, older man in a park. I thought I was being kind, having an innocent conversation. But things got weirder, and I felt unsettled. I tried to leave but this man followed. While I was secretly texting a description of him to people who keep me safe, I was also trying to get someone on the phone to give me an out from the situation. Somehow, somewhere in our interaction this man felt as though there was an invitation to touch my hind end. I was able to walk away with my dogs, but he continued to follow. When I finally went to my car, after avoiding it so he didn’t see it, I didn’t feel as though I could go home. I should have reported this situation then, but my brain dismissed it.
I later found out that this man was recently released after being found n**e in this same park. Again, my brain dismissed it.
The other day, I was called twice and texted from an unknown number. Given my business and rescue are operated from the same phone, I didn’t answer. Now I have even more of a reason to follow my self made rule of not answering unknown numbers. Turns out, it was the same man from the park. He knew it was my birthday, specifically my 30th. He said he went to the park and looked for me…
The police have now been involved and he has been arrested, charged but released. Although I know my dogs will keep me safe, I shouldn’t need them to make sure of that. I shouldn’t be in that situation and I shouldn’t feel the need to involve them in it either. I shouldn’t have to change what I do day in and out. I shouldn’t feel the need to remind women to stay safe and always be aware of their surroundings; to have a plan in place in case of a situation like this. I shouldn’t be nervous to leave my house. I shouldn’t be losing sleep. I’m fine, but this isn’t okay.
Please let this be a reminder - no negative interaction is too small to tell someone about.