Topic: Superbowl XLVI: Cave Canem!
I was bitten by a dog while running yesterday. Really just a flesh wound but blood was let and like an idiot I did not stop to consult with the owner to determine if the dog was current on its shots. In fact I had no idea who the owner was or where they lived.
I was at the apex of my run approximately 2.5 miles out with 2.5 miles to go (forward or backward). What did I do? I continued my run with one stop at Kroger to wash the blood off. When I got home I called my wife to tell her and she said I was an idiot for not finding out about the dog/owner. (She is right.) She also said I'd have to go to the emergency room which I did.
Thankfully the risk of rabies was virtually nil since the dog was clearly owned and loved and being walked by a teenage girl. So, I got a tetanus/diphtheria shot, dressed the wound, and a prescription for oral antibiotics.
My wife (well-connected in the local community) sent out a shotgun blast email using her prolific contact list and within an hour I received three phone calls asking how I was doing and one phone call with a lead on the dog. It turns out I know the owner of the dog - but apparently cannot recognize all their children. I called them to confirm the dog was up to date, etc.
The conversation started with, "Michelle? This is [ ]; I think I had a run-in with your dog." The mom and the daughter had been driving around looking for me. Unfortunately I am too swift of foot or maybe they missed me in Kroger. She was apologetic as was I.
Thirty-three years of running and this is the worst thing that ever happened to me. Well, one time I was struck by a 32oz. Big Gulp thrown from a moving car. The 30mph plus impact created a perfect circle bruise (from the bottom of the cup) on my right thigh not far from my sensitive area. It could have been much worse.
Note to self: Next time watch the Superbowl, it is much safer.