One day living in the village like any other villagers,it was morning…i and my old father went outside to train in a ridding a bike,i really wanted to learn how to ride one,my parents outside were having barbaques with other familiy member,or friends.I had a big dog named Bob…he was old and black,he was friendly,but on that morning…the heat was high and dangerous for dogs,the affects of the heat for dogs is that it makes the dog go crazy and agressive.Bobby then sat down and started being strange.When i came back from the training,my own dog jumped on me and started attacking me..he bit my face and caused extreme injuries,my mom jumped on our dog and tried to hold its jaws open by force..also hurting its waist.Untill the dog gave up,she quickly took me into the house to clean me up from ym blood..when my sister came abck she started crying and almost ran otu of tears,then my grand grandfather wanted to kick the dog out of the house and sended him alone in a camp full of water and prey to hunt…untill t