I, too, am glad you didn't hurt that knee again. Hopefully, the same will be true today.<quoted text>
Sure is! I missed that.
My dog got me good today. During our morning hike he was checking something out, so I started down a steep hill. Then I heard him coming like a freight train, as he loves to run full speed down that hill. So I moved off the packed trail to get out of his way, and the next thing I knew, I was flying, then tumbling dawn the hill a bit. It wouldn't have been so bad as the snow saved me from hitting any rocks, but the fall bent a stiff and sore knee I've been having problems with. That was the only time in my life I yelled in complete agony. Damn, that HURT! REALLY, REALLY, REALLY HURT! But fortunately, much to my surprise, after a while I was able to get up and it only hurt a tolerable amount and was able to walk home. And could limp around during the day without much problem. Guess I better not go ahead of him down that hill again though. May not be so lucky next time.
That being said, I LOVE that puppy of yours. Your description allowed me to see a puppy dog outside in the height of happiness.