Last weekend I took my
big dogs, Cooper and Trigger, up to the canal (50 yds from my house) for
some swimming and fetch. They love it, and we do it often. I usually
run them up while driving my motorized scooter just cuz it gets them
running faster. I can wear them out more easily, haha. (keep in mind, we
do this often. Running alongside the scooter is NOT new to them.) On
our way back home, Cooper decided to come attack my front tire! So, he
tries biting it... he gets run over... I go DOWN... and slide on the
gravel a good few feet. I was PISSED! So we went to the house to clean
up. (by this time my friend Ashley was there and helping clean the rocks
and dirt out of my wounds with baby wipes.) I was pretty beat up and
mad, but then when I took a closer look at Cooper that's when I lost it.
Haha. "oh Cooper... I'm SO sorry..." even though it was HIS fault, I
couldn't help but feel bad when I saw the bad cut on his paw and
shoulder. (He was fine though. He was wrestling with Trigger as if it
never happened) A few days later, I went to the Dr. I had to get a
tetanus shot :( and she believes I broke my toe, but since you can't
really do much for a broken toe I didn't care to pay for an xray. My knee was SUPER swollen and could barely bend it, and as it
turned out I also had some sort of infection UNDER my skin in the knee area. (can't
remember what she called it... a big word... lol) So now I'm on a super
antibiotic that I have to take 4 times a day that makes me feel like
crap. Ugh.... At least it's only for 7 days.
Scars give character tho right? :)
Day of vs Day after
Today
Sexy right? haha