Faster than a speeding bullet. More powerful than a locomotive. Able to leap into a pickup truck in a single bound. Look! Over in the ditch racing me on my bike. It's Superdog!
Baron is almost two now and doing very well. Once I learned from the Vet that he had congenitally bad joints, I've kept him away from roughhousing with other dogs. The twisting and turning always left him limping. Now we do birding hikes, swimming and lately biking and running full speed straight ahead.... till Friday that is.
We were racing down Oak Hill, me on the bike on the road and him in the ditch, flat out sprinting. Then two rabbits appeard from the woods, ran across the road in front of me with Baron hot on their tail. The ensuing crash left me on the road wondering how I got there and dog and rabbit headed back into the woods. It was a few minutes before I was able to get up but being somewhat dizzy (a natural condition of mine according to Queen B) I had to sit down again. Baron was nowhere to be found and my expectation that he would do the Lassie or Rin Tin Tin thing by coming to check me out and then go for help was not met. Thinking that laying in the middle of a blacktop road very long was not a good idea I managed to limp back home pushing the twisted bike in front of me.
Upon my good spouses insistence (Queen B), I visited the local urgent care clinic. X-rays showed no permanent damage to go with the scratches, bruises and badly sprained shoulder. Of course, as the doctor checked out the head gashes, she took the opportunity to chew me out for not wearing a helmet.
Or as my Uncle Walter used to say "ve gets too soon alt, unt too late shmart" Amen.
Thank goodness you weren't seriously injured, although I'm sure you felt pretty beat up the next morning.ReplyDelete
Wear your helmet!
I'm glad it wasn't any worse! I assume that Baron showed up again at some point...ReplyDelete
You received good advice! What a relief that the accident wasn't more serious!!ReplyDelete
Hopefully, Baron's run was enough to satisfy him, even if it didn't turn out to be "fruitful." :-) (or was it?)
Well, that's bad news and good news for sure! The dog is gorgeous - hope he's back now.ReplyDelete
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Glad your fall was nothing worse! And did your dog make it back?!ReplyDelete
Indeed Baron showed up and followed me home. He pestered me all day yesterday as he wantso to go again for a bike run! We took him swimming instead.ReplyDelete
I'm glad to hear that Baron returned safely and was ready to repeat the adventure. You can't blame a dog geek for asking!ReplyDelete
Ouch! Hope all is mending now. Did Baron make it home looking very sheepish?ReplyDelete
Darn dog! I'll bet he didn't even bring the rabbit home for supper.ReplyDelete
On a more serious note, I sympathize with you because of the joint condition. My German Shepherd first showed signs at 18 months. A simple surgery gave him wonderful relief for years. Eventually his hips caused unbearable pain but he had about 7 good years.
Wear that helmet. RTD (RolyTheDog) used to (she's 12 now & can barely keep up walking) love running along with the bike, and usually it was another dog rushing out to join her (it's Butte America, home of free range dogs) that put me over the handlebars. Is Baron a good fishing dog, too?ReplyDelete
I think Baron is going to be a good flyfishing companion. He went with me and was curious, followed into the stream, looked for a catch and release trout for about twenty minutes and didn't cause a ruckus. My previous two dogs were Chessapeake and they were total chaos in the water and wouldn't leave.ReplyDelete
Yikes! Be careful out there. I resist wearing my helmet, but I should know better!ReplyDelete
Since you didn't have on a helmet, it is a good thing you were on a bike and not a motorcycle. Did you go out and buy a new bike, or are you going to walking from now on? Glad you are ok, you tell such good stories.ReplyDelete