Beware of Dog

I was attacked by a dog last night. No major injury resulted, just a coin-sized blood bruise, an achy muscle, and a tooth scrape on my leg, but what a shock.
Tod & I were almost home from a late evening walk when we passed a neighbor walking his knee-high, white Japanese Spitz. It was a typical dog on a leash so I wasn’t paying much attention to the dog or its owner as Tod & I were conversing, but without warning the dog lunged at me.
I paid attention then!
Needless to say we all stopped; the owner curbing the dog; Tod checking on my well-being. I hitched up my skirt to reveal an already angry blue bruised leg and a bit of blood. The owner couldn’t believe it and apologised with a deep bow. I think he might have been more stunned than I was.
I was wearing a skirt and glad of it because it had hidden the exact position of my limbs. As it was, the dog bit hard with the part of his mouth that connected- if he’d know exactly where to crunch down, I am sure my injury would have been much worse.
After I realised that my injury was only slight and mainly I was surprised and scared, I assured our neighbor that it was OK, admonished “Bad dog!” at the canine offender, and limped the few remaining steps home.
Maybe this unprovoked attack explains why so many Japanese seem afraid of dogs.