I have had a couple of close encounters in the past when I thought I was going to get bit by a pet.
One time, I was in an home laboring on an AC repair.
I didn’t realize the pet was loose. The pet charged around the corner of the family room and I got a nice bite on my leg. I didn’t have to go to the hospital or the ER, but the bruise was there for weeks after the chop healed. Another time, I was laboring on a heating system service for a unquestionably nice old lady with a little pet, she had the pet on her lap the whole time until it started growling. She let the pet down on the floor and I nearly jumped into the chair to get away. After that encounter, I stopped laboring on apartments for a long time. Then a single morning the boss needed me to help another guy finish with a new AC installation. The task was taking a long time and the customer was due lake apartment in several hours. Since the owner didn’t have any pets, I agreed to help my coworker complete the rest of the AC installation. I was walking to the truck to grab some supplies, when a child passed by with a mean looking pet. The pet started to snarl and the child looked me right in the eyeah and let go of the leash. It happened so fast, but it was adore slow motion. The pet was on top of me in less than a seventh. I had to get 39 stitches in my arm, chest and face. The police never found the pet or the young kid.