So, I'm not so much sick as much as I'm donning seven bandages...

It all started when was over at a friend's house getting ready to run errands ...

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The dog needed to go out and do his business before we left, so I took him out the backdoor to a small wooded area. He peed on a few things but I was trying to encourage him to do it other business as well. It was all downhill from there ...

He saw a little dog on the other side of the fence that runs through the trees and went straight for it. I was pulled straight for the trees.

I did what I could to keep this dog from jumping the fence and eating the little dog, but he was determined and I was unprepared. I was caught off guard and wearing the wrong shoes ... flip flops ... I had no time to brace myself or get any traction in the rocks and dead leaves.

The dog hit the fence, I hit the trees. I even knocked one down ... with my face ... and found myself smacked into a few others before landing on the ground in an akward pile ... wondering how many of the neighbors were peeking through their windows to see about the loud crash they just heard ...

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Needless to say, my body is a little sore from the tumble. My cuts and scrapes are bandaged and my bruises still freshly tender. Thus, I am home "sick."

Looking back, it's pretty damn funny ... and how many people can say they took a tree out with their face? Just call me Paula Bunyan, but boy do I ache!

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