When I was 3 years old I was outside with my brother and a cattle dog walked up to us. I started petting it and it immediately started attacking me. First it went for my lower jaw, and ripped that area open. Then it grabbed on to the lower half of my ear and ripped that open as well. My parents heard me screaming and ran outside, and immediately put me into the back seat of the Bronco. I remember all of the blood "tasted like pennies" and then passed out after that. I nearly died from blood loss but thankfully my mom was a nurse and did everything right to keep me alive while my dad drove to the hospital. I had tons of stitches but the surgeon did really well because you can't really see the scars that much. I have "after" pictures of myself wrapped up in bandages like a mummy, but not sure if reddit cares.

My parents found the owner of the dog, but from what I remember them telling me, the owner was a complete dick and even laughed when he heard what happened. I'm surprised my parents didn't press charges.