Greyhound Knocks Woman Unconscious

I was walking Violet and Charles this morning, and we were on a walking path that’s like a corridor, where  there’s nowhere for them to escape. I unhooked their leashes so they could run at full speed for a couple of minutes, and they had a grand ole time. On their final run, Violet, who is blind in her left eye, was speeding toward me, and  her  hind legs slipped on mud created by the virtually-nonexistent Hurricane Ernesto last week. She plowed into me and knocked me over. When I came to, two wet noses were nudging my face and I had a pounding headache, a cut up knee, and a cut up, sprained arm, which is now in a splint and sling.

The following exchange occurred between the woman who did my CAT scan and me.

Wow, you look pretty good for having gotten hit by a bus!

I didn’t get hit by a bus.

They told me you got hit by a Greyhound bus.

I was hit by a Greyhound DOG, not a Greyhound BUS.

In that case, you look really bad! I can’t believe a dog did that to you?

This has taken twenty minutes to type with my left hand. Too bad I’m not a southpaw. Tomorrow’s post is on alternatives to violence. I should be less self-absorbed by then.