I'll start... it happened this morning, actually. I was preparing breakfast for the dogs and my husband was outside with Bash. When they came in, my husband tried to put Bash in his crate to wait for his food. I say tried because Bash had other plans. He took off in a sprint for the kitchen because he heard me getting his breakfast ready, Roxy jumped off the couch and followed him into the kitchen. I was startled to see them there and turned quickly to try to grab the errant puppy and that's when it happened. I smacked my head HARD against the refrigerator. I saw stars, that's for sure! Anyway, this got me thinking about all the dumb ways I've been injured by or because of one of our dogs. Share your stories! (I hope I posted this in the right spot! Please move if it doesn't belong here!)
Seger broke my nose. I was leaning over to get socks from a drawer and he came under to jump on the bed. He put me in a fetal position with blood pouring from my nose.
My last guy slit my finger open to the bone with a k9 I ran across while playing. Bo hit me where men don't want to be hit and dropped me nearly in tears lol. That nose can be a weapon, most of my injuries come from playing with them and getting them too worked up
While walking Stella (apx 5 months) one day, a friend threw a ball to her chow, I was not paying attention.. Stella circled me, her leash wrapped around my legs...up in the air horizontal. Then BOOM! Broke my wrist in two places..ouch! But, it could have been much worse..I was on the street.
Yesterday! Asdfgjjjk! I was walking Captain from the vet to my car. He had a muzzle on and of course was going bonkers cause he has never had a muzzle on in his life. Acting like a rabid dog and carrying on so much that when we were walking he scratched the back of my leg pretty bad. I just HADDD to wear capris that day and expose the backs of my legs. *rolls eyes*. Although once we got home Captain has been the perfect gentleman.
I'm jealous that capri pants are even an option for you right now! We're currently experiencing a blizzard. We should end up with about a foot of snow. I can't be too mad about it, though. Nothing makes Bash happier than shoving his face in the snow!
During a rainy week I was walking across the yard with a large bucket of water, a couple of dogs were feeling their oats after not being out for long runs and were chasing each other around the yard. A 6 mos old male body slammed me in the knees and I went straight down hard in the mud. Good thing I could not run and catch him in the mud cause I would of killed him. He ended up growing up to being my favorite dog.
Walking down a snowy hill I had an unexpected pull by my pit bull on the leash, knocked me off my feet. She weighed 34 lbs at the time but her timing was ridiculous.
Leaning against basement door going upstairs with a bunch of kids behind me. I was trying to catch the dog before she saw the kids and knocked into them from happiness. Instead I fell through the door and knocked my head on the wall opposing the basement door. Kids and dog stood there looking at me like I lost my mind.
My favorite...while temperament testing puppies, my favorite GSD mentioned above was 4/5 weeks old, latched onto my nose with baby teeth during the dominance/stare test and WOULD NOT LET GO. I ended up pulling him off my nose and of course everyone for weeks would ask me what happened to my nose til it healed. My husband said we have to keep him because if we sell him we will just get phonecalls constantly. Like I said he did eventually grow up to be my favorite dog but the first 2 years were challenging. He was not people aggressive or trigger happy at all but don t be another male dog in his presence. BTW, many people told me this has happened them as well. You only do that once.
And 2x smacked hard in the face by an excited dog's head while bending over them.
Well I think we all have all had our incidents of bumps, trips, splats, etc... But I think the funniest in my life didn't happen to me, but to my dad... My first shepherd, Lishka, was an awesome dog... My dad had a really good friendship with her and she, like most (all) shepherds wants to know where everyone is.. My dad was in taking a shower and Lishka steatlthfully slipped in, unbeknownest to him (our shower was a bathtub with a showe head).. He bent over to get the soap just as Lishka decided to do a proctology exam on him as a "good morning" wake up call... So startled was he that he rammed his head into the wall, hard enough to give him a blood spot... Lishka hi tailed it out of there! Still a family joke..
Leaning to open a stuck lock on the back door. Smoke was impatient, jumped up- bam - black eye for 2 weeks
Attorney/customer comes into my work. I explain for the millionth time what happened. He says "ya honey, sure the dog did it" and slips me his card.....
I had Jax on a 30' cotton lunge line when she was about 5 months old. I had my back to her talking to my husband and turned just in time for her to hit the end of the line at full speed and put me flat on my face. No visible injuries but I don't think I breathed for 5 minutes.
Years ago I rescued a neglected shepherd. Very nervous dog. I was taking him out on a leash & didn't notice the young neighbor girl standing by my deck. When she said "Hi" the dog bolted off the deck & yanked me down the 3 stairs (I was airborne/my feet didn't touch any of those stairs). When I landed I smashed all my weight sideways on my ankle. It popped. Severe sprain. I couldn't stand the pain ... felt like I was going to pass out. Meanwhile I have a very scared dog running around the yard panicked ... trying to get himself into his outside kennel. Neighbors come rushing over, yelling "the dog is trying to protect her! Watch out!" (uh, the dog was nowhere near me. Running for his life!) I try to summon up enough strength to yell (felt like a whisper) "Open the kennel door ... he'll run right in!" Thankfully someone did. When the ambulance came the EMT actually leaned into my foot/ankle while asking questions. Oh. My. God. PAIN! My ankle isn't 100% after all these years. And I still feel bad for the poor scared dog!
Mystique loves destroying boxes, which of course means little bits of cardboard all over. One day I was bent over picking them up and that stinker decided it was the perfect time to grab the piece I was going for and jump up. Her hard noggin cracked me in the nose so hard I nearly passed out. Blood spurted everywhere and thank goodness it wasn't broken but I had a swollen, black and blue nose for about a week.
While working Sabs one night, checking an empty building, I was following her door to door looking for people at a brisk trot. I guess she changed her mind about the cell we had just passed and did a quick about face for another look. I am not as agile as a dog and momentum carried me forward into her and then over her. I landed hard on the concrete smashing my knee and causing a minor sprain to my wrist.
Bud was 'cuddling' me one day, I tell people my dogs are violently affectionate, I stopped whatever I was doing and he swung his head back catching me square in the face. I had to go to work with a giant bruise on my face and a swollen lip.
And Shadow injures me on a regular basis.
But the best one ever happened to my husband. We had moved to an acreage that was littered with junk and we were in the process of cleaning up. He took Sabs and Lex out for a walk one morning and I gather they stumbled across a car hood in the grass. He lifted it to take a look and Sabs jumped on it. It slipped across his hand tearing his palm open and requiring a trip to emerg for tetanus shot and 6 stitches. He still has the scar.
Bud was 'cuddling' me one day, I tell people my dogs are violently affectionate, I stopped whatever I was doing and he swung his head back catching me square in the face. I had to go to work with a giant bruise on my face and a swollen lip.
I hope you don't mind that I am going to start using the phrase "violently affectionate" when I talk about Roxy from now on. She's jacked me in the nose with her big block head more times than I can count!
Oh goodness, my rotties were the cause of more injuries than I thought possible. But probably some of my favorite (looking back) happened when working the ranch.
Was fixing a fence and had King with me relaxing maybe ten feet away. I had just secured a line of barbed wire between the posts when he saw a rabbit take off from its hole and streak past me. He decided the best path to the rabbit was over me so he ran, jumped, and sprung off my head and shoulders like it was a diving board, sending my forehead into the newly strung barbed wire. I had pokey holes in a little line across my forehead for a couple weeks.
Then we had jerk bull. I really hated working with him because he was just a pain all the time no matter what we were doing. Well, I had finally gotten him transferred to the new pasture without much fuss and was about to leave. One of our younger rotties got a hyper bug up her butt and when jerk bull did a little crowhop, she ran forward and nipped him where the sun don't shine. So naturally he charged me. Thankfully no goring, but he still banged me up while I was trying to get out of there and my entire left calf was a really impressive royal purple and vomit orange color for a few weeks.
And finally dear Kaiju, who is wild enough that he couldn't escape this list. I got a Roni ball for him a couple months ago thinking it looked like a great reward ball. So when I got it I of course tossed it for him so he could check it out and we could play around a bit. He chased after it and was crouching on the ground with the string in his mouth. I crouched down by his backside and called for him to bring it so we could play. He whipped around and the ball whipped into my head morning star style. I couldn't see straight for a couple minutes and my roommate had to take me to the emergency room for a concussion.
I have a 3 month old GSD puppy. She and I were practicing the kissing she learned earlier in the week and I got to excited with her. That's when the started using her teeth to do the nibble and lick thing. I lowered my voice to try and bring her back down to calm licking but my face was to close I got a hard fast lick from chin to nose. Unfortunately her fang caught the inside of my nose and cut a tiny slit on its way up and out. Man that small cut stung and bleed for so long. Lol!
Pax8- I wondered if I should go to the ER with jow hard I cracked my head yesterday morning. We were in the midst of a blizzard, though, so my husband just kept an eye on me. Thank goodness you didn't get gored by a bull!
DonnaKay- Ouch! Even if it wasn't broken, I can imagine it hurt terribly!
CindyMDBecker- That had to be quite the experience!
Jax08- I hope you can laugh about that now! Sorry to tell you how long I laughed at the visual this put in my head!
I have another story that I cannot believe I forgot to mention. A few years ago, I was painting in my home studio and Roxy was playing with a Kong on a colorful area rug next to me. My husband came home so Roxy ditched me to go greet him and left her ball behind. I got up a few minutes later to start cleaning up and did not see Roxy's ball. Well, I tripped on it and fell collar bone first into the door frame. Needless to say, my collar bone was broken. That was a fun one to explain!
Thankfully it's been mostly fat lips from being smacked in the face by that hard head. Scratches and nips from sharp puppy claws and teeth I don't really count lol
My first dog, Max, was a broad-chested yellow lab, 95 pounds, and as strong as an ox. My neighbor and I were walking our dogs early one morning when Max saw a rabbit or some other critter and lunged to go after it. Because I was talking and unprepared, my feet literally left the ground. My neighbor said afterward that when she looked over at me, I was in the air. I can down flat on my stomach and for a few minutes was sure I had broken every bone in my body. However, I was lucky that I landed in the grass rather than on the road and I did not have time to try to break my fall with my hands because I am sure my wrists would have been broken.
Hmmmm. I think Milla gave me a concussion once. Her eyes were all red and I was sick to my stomach after the fact. Good headache too. The vet seemed to think that if her eyes looked like that, I was probably injured good too.
Whitney too, I went to pick up a ball from the ground as she leapt up onto the dog shelter, forehead to forehead crash. I was weak in the knees and sick to my stomach, she didn't eat for three days.
Today, the snow in the kennels is about 6" and packed. The kennels are 6' tall and roofed. I am 5'6. The roofs, have 2x4x14 spanning the top. I forget and smack my head on it -- twice the same 2x4 I cracked my head. Some people just never learn!
I live in rural Oregon by the coast and we have Elk that will come through our property and graze. I was walking my boy out to go potty he was about 10 weeks old, it was early morning just a lite coating of frost on the ramp my feet slipped and I did the banana peel fall. I landed on my hip with a huge thud puppy sat and Elk just stood there and stared. I just laid there trying to figure out if I had broken anything and how I was going to get up before the husband came out and did the "are you okay" while laughing till he cried. Of course the pup took the opportunity to have some "oh look your on the ground lets play."
selzer- Ouch to all three of those stories! I have sympathy for you!
dmom- at least you gave the elk a good show!
These stories are amazing guys! Thanks for sharing!
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