Injured Stereotypes Redefined

I am a security officer in a large office. When the fire alarm sounded I carried a co workers dog outside. Ham is a rescued dog who my excellent friend Pat adopted. She is horrified by people because she was previously abused. Pat had stepped out of the office briefly before the alarm sounded. I took a last look around the office before leaving myself and found another co worker struggling to lead Ham off her bed by a leash. I leaned over and reassured Ham that all would be ok and picked her up into my arms. She seemed glad to be hugged, but peed on me anyway. The alarm was very loud and there were a lot of people, neither made Ham happy. I carried her down two flights of stairs and out into the street. We then moved away to a park, far from the crowds and sound of the alarm. We had some alone time and bonded while awaiting her reunion with Pat. The alarm turned out to be false and Ham is gradually regaining trust of humans.