Many years ago, I was at a park near Lake Pontrartrain in New Orleans.
Perfect Spring Day with everyone out with coolers , frisbees, footballs, blankets....you get the drift...just one of those memorable days.
A beautiful young lady was walking her poodle and a lot of the guys, maybe with sunglasses down if with spouse or girlfriends, were impressed. Slo-mo.... walking, bouncing, smiling, uh, bouncing.....
Then, BOOM, a Pit Bull came out of nowhere and tore that dog from her and just shook it like the tiny rag doll it was.
Nothing could get it to let go. Some guy even hit it with a ball bat.
That poor girl....and that very dead dog.
All seemed to happen in slow motion...like a movie.