I remember when the dog drooled, it meant the virus had already entered its brain and there was no chance for him to recover. To prevent Rex from biting anyone else, I picked up the nearest tree branch and approached the rabid dog slowly.
Just as I took a couple of steps, Mrs. Prince grabbed me tightly, “Get a hold of yourself, will you? This is not how you should handle this. There’s plenty-”
“You want to get bitten? This dog has rabies!” I snapped. “Don't say I didn't warn you.” I made my voice icy cold as I spouted the least sentence.
Mrs. Prince froze instantly. She stared at me with wide eyes, her face filled with horror.
“If the dog has rabies, why would she want to catch it?
“Shouldn't we call animal control?”
“That's why we have to look at things from both sides. As far as I know, Harper isn't someone who is cruel to animals. She's doing this because she's trying to protect others.”
“What do you know about what's in people's hearts? A lot of people seem nice to dogs on the outside but they're actually a dog fight breeder. She could be saying this because a lot of people have caught her. Moreover, this is a terrier, they are used a lot in dog fighting.”