I have been away from the forums for a week because of the following.
I was walking Wanda (my dog of course), and it was about 7:30 ish, getting dark finally. My dog likes cool walks on the beach and a nice red wine with ... (what?! is this a dating profile ?)
So I was walking Wanda, and we were in the park. We went to a medium sized pond on the park boundary.
Wanda chased a feral black cat, and pulled me very hard. I begrudingly jogged with her to lessen the strain on both of us. All the while commanding her to stop and giving her the finger. The pointing at you finger.
But alas she does not respond to any mans finger.
So away I was whisked!
Wanda wound up passing under a barbed wire fence and got stuck in some thorny bushes as her harness caught on it. The leash tape was also tangled. She started to whine, and since I can't resist a girl in trouble begging for help, I found myself jumping into the undergrowth to unstick her.
I was like crouched tiger trying to free the leash and dog from the death grip of the thorny thicket. Then I saw a hidden dragons head, except it was a horse! IT poked its head at me, spun around in a flash and I stood up and turned so to protect myself. I got hit in the left hip and above my left knee.
I went flying hit the ground and could still hear the echos of my yelling, to no one, and heard the thud as my body slammed down like I was fighting with The Rock. I rolled over backwards over my head and sprang up and somehow was on my toes. Hooves thundered off into the distance.
My immediate thoughts was , where oh where did my little dog gone? And I called to Wanda, and found her laughing at me and high-fiveing the cat, who was probably chasing Jerry Mouse.
I grabbed her leash and walked her and myself home, all the time cursing my life.
I was unable to get medical care because the system is junk, and I have THE BEST medical care my employer offers! So... I am thinking of electing basic coverage later.
Wanda was unhurt.
IF I had stayed crouching I would have been hit in the head for sure, and most likely in a coma or dead.
I have a severe muscle bruise, bone bruise, large hematoma which needs draining today. I can barely walk, and feel like I have been kicked by a horse.
Strangely I show no bad discolorations. Since the bruises are so deep, the blood is getting absorbed mostly before it makes its way to the skin surface. I have a compression bandage on it to keep blood from seeping out into the tissue. This happened Tuesday afternoon/night. Only now am I am able to get to the computer without screaming.
I will call in sick to work today I think because simply I need to rest more. My neck is strained from the whiplash, my abdomen the same. Apparently it is like a car accident. (hope you got airbag!)
So apparently, where this all happened, there are 2 wire fences. The horse walked through the break in one, and we both were squaring off in no mans land. I lost the fight with Mr. Ed.
I have never liked horses, and this seals it. They can go screw!
Why do people want to sit on a stinky, easily spooked, hulking mass of cranky, just to go slower than I can run, ride a bike, drive a car?
My dog and I are going to take a drive past them and bark at them, "Stinky horses!".
(No offense to any of you horse-peoples out there, but I do not like them AT ALL now!)
