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TIFU by not taking our dog's growling seriously

Happened today.

My SO(33M) and I (25F) got a dog a few months back, dog previously lived with SO's aunt. She told us he was aggressive with other dogs, but he seemed golden with humans- letting strangers stroke him, super polite and well behaved at the vet...

Other than the dog hatred, he growls. He growls when I pet him sometimes, then growls louder when I stop petting him and moves closer to me for "more pets". Or he'll lie on my feet and growl. For pets? Sometimes he growls while being pet, but it sounded like pleasure growling, if that makes sense? And most of the time after I pet him for a moment he's like "that's nice" and goes quiet, or softly "pleasure growls".

Today I was ruffling his face/neck when he started growling. I playfully growled back at him and stopped petting him. He pushed his face closer to me as if asking for more pets. I pet him. He lunged at me.

He bit my face and I'm typing this in the hospital, post surgery. Most of my top lip is gone. Bottom lip isn't looking pretty but it's mostly there. I'll never look the same. And I don't know what to do. I wish I took his growling seriously. I wish we signed him up for training. I still love him, but I'm terrified of him now... This is the worst fuck up of my life.

Why am I typing this? I'm in the hospital by myself and bored, I guess. Maybe it's a cautionary tale that your "vocal dog" might hurt you, but maybe I'm the only dumbass who didn't think he would.

TLDR: My dog started growling while I was petting him and bit my lips off.

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