Maddevill
KNGKAW
So, 2 weeks ago, my American Bulldog, Bayek, came charging up behind me on our walk. He has a genetic eye condition and has really bad eyesight. He's 90 lbs of pure muscle, looks like he pumps iron and probably takes steroids. Well, he took out my left leg and dislocated my kneecap. No big deal since that kneecap has been out many times before.
Today was the first time the knee was starting to feel really good again.
You can guess what happened next. Him and the puppy were running around like lunatics. I was keeping a careful eye on them. Well, the out of control, brainless mass of Dog meat slammed into my left leg again. I tried to take evasive action but failed. This time, kneecap was fine, but leg went sideways and I collapsed on the ground and rolled around doing a passable version of the"Worm"
After a bit, I found a stick and tried to get up. Silly me. Leg collapsed twice. So I figured, " hey, crawling feels pretty much ok " so I crawled about an eighth of a mile home.
Went to the doctor. Result ? Dislocation of the knee and a fractured tibia near the knee joint. Surgery next week. 3 months recovery.
And the whole time I was crawling through the mud and rocks, Bayek was prancing around with a big shit eating grin on his face.
So no more riding this year.
I'm thinking of building a roll cage for myself. Dogs, gotta love them
Mad
Today was the first time the knee was starting to feel really good again.
You can guess what happened next. Him and the puppy were running around like lunatics. I was keeping a careful eye on them. Well, the out of control, brainless mass of Dog meat slammed into my left leg again. I tried to take evasive action but failed. This time, kneecap was fine, but leg went sideways and I collapsed on the ground and rolled around doing a passable version of the"Worm"
After a bit, I found a stick and tried to get up. Silly me. Leg collapsed twice. So I figured, " hey, crawling feels pretty much ok " so I crawled about an eighth of a mile home.
Went to the doctor. Result ? Dislocation of the knee and a fractured tibia near the knee joint. Surgery next week. 3 months recovery.
And the whole time I was crawling through the mud and rocks, Bayek was prancing around with a big shit eating grin on his face.
So no more riding this year.
I'm thinking of building a roll cage for myself. Dogs, gotta love them
Mad