I think my dog is trying to kill me
This morning we were playing outside and I went to grab the ball. She made a sudden move and I fell, almost landing on her.
I missed her, but not the sidewalk.
My knee, elbow and shoulder now hurt.
Making it worse, I was getting off a mower and banged the same knee on the mower. Double pain.
I may be almost seventy-freakin-five, but I still have a lot of life. I have a good sense of balance. I am agile. I don't fall.
At least I didn't use to fall.
We have had Beth a little over 8 weeks. I have fallen 3 times in those 8 weeks!
Once I got tangled in her lead at night and hit the ground. The second time I was coming in the back door and she scooted around me, I lost my balance, and fell into the house. I still have black and blue marks from that.
And today.....flat onto the sidewalk, left side taking the full hit.
I won't mention the times I have almost fallen because she has been behind me or next to me and I didn't see her.
I think she is trying to off me!
Sure, she may look like the cutest little dog ever except for Corki, but she has the mind of a madman. Or mad dog. Whatever.
All the while she looks so innocent, with those big eyes on that small face.
So, I am going to open a bottle of red, have some pizza, visit with Emily's dog sitter, and try to assuage the pain.
I just hope I can lift the glass with my left arm cause my right one will have a slice of pie in it.
Go Cubs Go!!!
Peace and Love
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