Bad Neighbors, Good Neighbors, and a Victimized Puppy

Last night after Andy got home from work, we loaded the kids up in the car and all went to the grocery store together. It was Thursday night, almost the weekend, and we were in no rush, so we sort of drug around with no list and took our good old time. When we pulled in the driveway, our next-door neighbor, the one that falls in the "Good Neighbors" category met us before we even pulled in the garage. We got out of the car, said hi, and all that neighborly stuff, and, since it was dark and cold outside, we asked him what was up. His reply was, "Your dog's got trouble." We asked what happened, and he said the guy across the street hit her with a brick! We were shocked. I was almost standing there waiting for him to say he was kidding. Daisy is the kindest, gentlest, most obedient dog I've ever had. Why would somebody hit her with a brick?! Andy asked where she was and the neighbor said she was in his garage, so Andy went over and got her. The neighbors had tied a bandage around her leg, but you could still see blood through the bandage. Andy tried to take it off because we were thinking it looked kind of tight, but she would just scream. So, furious, he walked over to the bad neighbor's house. He was so mad. You know how there are times when you worry that someone is just too angry to deal with a situation appropriately, and then there are times when anger is needed? Well, I knew Andy could potentially kill this guy, but I didn't care. Andy nearly beat down the door and the guy cowered as he opened it. After several choice words, the guy admitted that he did it and said he would cover any bills. So, I headed off to the animal emergency room with Daisy, which was surprisingly busy. They looked at Daisy's leg and said that the cut was so deep that it severed a tendon and an artery (ya know, the one in our wrist that, when cut, kills people), so it's a good thing the neighbor even saw her or she would have bled to death, and it's no wonder they tied the bandage so tight. They also took x-rays and said that her foot is crushed. She needs to see an orthopaedic surgeon to have pins put in or she'll be in constant pain for the rest of her life when she walks. The idiot who threw the brick at her's wife called and apologized and said he never meant to hit her but just wanted to scare her because she got in their garage. Still, that was a pretty expensive mistake on his part! I'm sure he's not expecting this huge bill he's about to be handed! Daisy's just pitiful. She can't scratch at all, she's having to stay in a crate, which she's not used to because she's an outside dog, and she's half Jack Russell, so there's no jumping, which you can tell is killing her. But, she's getting tons more attention and having her tummy rubbed way more than usual, so maybe she'll survive it!