Greetings,

I decided to join this forum to seek input from others who may have a sense of how I feel. I will simply thank you in advance for reading and whatever advice you can offer.

In my introduction, I explained I am an animal lover so here goes.....

Several years ago, my beloved dog was attacked by another dog in my neighborhood when we were on a walk. She sustained a serious bite and had to get stitches. This happened on an easement next to the other dog owner's house. I took him to court for the cost of the veterinarian bill and lost because my dog was not on a leash (leash law - even though she was literally a foot away from me). But that is the law so I have to accept it. Fine.

What I was not fine with then or to this day is the other dog's owner. He was very smug in court and never offered an apology, showed concern or anything. Basically, he did not care. On the day it happened, I yelled at him and told him to get his dog. I had no idea how bad my dog's injury was until the next day when I saw the her punctured skin under her fur. I remain livid to this day over his lack of concern for my baby.

When COVID hit in early 2020, I vowed to myself to get in shape to avenge my dog's attack. I have since lost 70 pounds, run almost every day and lift weights. When I run by the other dog owner's home, I spit in his yard and mouth a few unpleasantries for him to see and hear. I admit, probably not the most mature way of handling things. If he is ever outside and he sees me coming, he always ducks inside. Most people would probably think "move on" but I just do not have that in me. My dog was my baby and she was hurt and I feel the other dog owner needs a lesson in compassion. And, man, do I want to be the teacher.

My wife and daughter (God Bless them) know all to well how consumed I am with this. My wife reminds me to keep a cool head as the last thing she needs is for me to get locked up. I agree. However, I struggle with the other guy going about his life like nothing ever happened. I feel like I have unfinished business with him.

I go to church and ask God to open my heart and find peace, but, man, it is a struggle. In the meantime, I struggle with this on a daily basis and want peace.

My dog had cancer so I had her put to sleep a few years ago which was extremely difficult but I visit her in the cemetery and vow to her that I will make things right.

Thoughts, please.