It’s vague, but I have some memory of when a dog attacked me when I was 4. It’s less the complete event, more flashes of parts. The initial bite, being in the back of the car with a towel wrapped around my head with my mom crying. Bits and pieces of my time in the hospital after(being woken up by some piece of equipment letting out an awful noise, getting served Cheerios in a styrofoam cup) come through, too.