In case you haven't already seen it on Facebook, the dogs and I had a skirmish just yesterday (Tuesday) that was unpleasant to say the least. We went to the dog park on our morning walk, one of our regular routes. As we were leaving, a woman was getting out of her car. She was heading to the dog park with her two dogs but she waited for us to leave before she got her dogs out. We were walking back towards the neighborhood and were about 100 yards from the corner when I heard her yell. I looked back and her two dogs had gotten away from her. They were running towards us with their leashes trailing behind them. I kept walking for a little bit thinking they might lose interest if we weren't paying attention to them. That didn't work.
So I turned to face them and they ran up to us barking, which of course made Edge and Bubbles bark at them. At some point as they approached us, I had switched the leashes over to one hand so I could grab my chain with the other hand in case I needed to throw it at them. (For those of you who don't know, I have several chain links that are about 6 inches in length - they are training tools for the dogs) While I was doing that, Edge and Bubbles must have circled around me a bit because I got tripped by their leashes and went down in the street. I have no idea how I fell because I was just trying to keep my eyes on the other dogs and prevent our dogs from getting into a fight. One of the other dogs got about 2 feet from Bubbles and she turned snarly and attempted to lunge at him. I had her leash tight and prevented her from getting closer but that made the dog turn very snarly towards her. Luckily he didn't come any closer. I was still on the ground since I didn't know if the dogs were going to come any closer and Edge was on the other side of me - he was very snarly towards the dogs as well. I would guess that he was protecting me since I was on the ground. I had never seen Edge react that way!
Meanwhile the owner of the dogs was making her way to us and finally grabbed their leashes. She apologized profusely and asked if I needed help. I didn't really - just needed her to get control of her damn dogs! When I got up I realized that I had scraped my ankle on the curb, I had landed on my left elbow and scraped the knuckles of my left hand on the street. I was definitely shaken up!! At that point, I just wanted to get home. I didn't need medical attention, just to get home. As we were walking away, I noticed one of her dogs had slipped out of its collar but it didn't come after us again. THANKFULLY! Nothing like a near attack to give you PTSD about dog attacks.
When we got about 2 blocks away, I stopped and pet both dogs and told them what a good job they had done protecting me. By the time I got back home, I was starting to feel the fall in my back. As the day went on, I felt more of it. I do not even remember falling but it definitely jarred me. Another insult to my back that it did not need. I iced my elbow because it was a bit swollen. The knuckle on my ring finger is a bit swollen too, so I haven't been able to wear my wedding ring. The scraped skin on the knuckle doesn't help either.
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| Fighter's hand! |
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| Stitches gone! |
In other news, I got my stitches out of my back this past Monday! The girl who removed them said that the scar looks good. She said some people end up with a caterpillar look to their scar but mine healed well. Now I just have to let it continue to heal. All the red spots are from the stitches themselves, so those should go away soon. Too bad I didn't think to ask the Dermatologist to do a lightening bolt!! That would have been a cool looking scar. Ha!
