Bulletproof and beyond
Published in The Australian Jewish News
December 30, 2019
“He ran away! Find my dog,” Ido Lazan yelled as he lay, bloodied, on the Tel Aviv pavement.
One bullet had hit the main artery of Ido’s leg, the other was lodged in his chest. Bystanders rushed to his side. A stranger used both of his fists to try to stop the bleeding from his groin, another, a doctor by happenstance, put pressure on his chest. Ido fell in and out of consciousness as he was piled into the back of an ambulance, his main concern still the whereabouts of his canine buddy.
“I know I’m dying but find my dog. It is more important. Find King Django!”