God's speed on the healing process. A bird dog I was training got me once got me with a check cord I was using in his training session. I had given the "whoa" command and had him standing like a statue, when the dog owner whom I was showing how the training of his prospect was going accidentally gave the release command "OK" in our conversation and the dog shot off like a bottle rocket
. Unfortunately, I was standing on the tag end of the cord, which wrapped around my ankle when it was streaking away with the dog. The first thing that hit was my butt and then the back of my head. Luckily I was on soft ground. The only casualty was the deep burn in put on my bare ankle cause I was wearing shorts. I still bear the scar from it and the knowledge to either wear long pants while training or don't let observers talk during a training session
"Chasin' gobblers has a lot in common with dealing with a wife, 'bout the time ya' think ya' got 'em figured out, they change the rules!!!"