Friday, November 23, 2007

A little story about Lindsey

The day after Thanksgiving 2004, I was sitting home with my parents at their house. My first Thanksgiving, where I didn't actually live with them ;) I had gotten Brogan (you'll see a post about him soon!) Lets just say Brogan was "excitable" in this instance...
Well, Brogan wanted to play with Riley inside the house (which is a no-no at my house)...Lindsey thought she was smart and Brogan was wearing a dragline...Lindsey stepped on the dragline with her bare foot, just as Brogan lunged for Riley. Next thing she knew...she was on her butt on the ground and her foot hurt really bad! Lindsey half-laughing, half-trying not to cry, yelled to her mom "I just broke my foot" (being a drama queen, but not really knowing what a broken bone feels like, or really thinking the foot was broken)... Lindsey's mom (bless her heart), said "let's go to Wal-Mart and walk it off"...Lindsey says "ok...sounds good to me". Lindsey and mom get home from Wal-Mart and Lindsey can barely take off her shoe. Lindsey's foot is swelling up and is all sorts of "pretty colors".
Lindsey works at a vet clinic...Lindsey has the vets and other techs look at her foot...5 days later, Lindsey goes to the human dr. and gets an x-ray...Brogan has aided in breaking Lindsey's foot in 2 places and her toe! How fitting for Lindsey, that her first broken bone would be an "early Christmas present" from Brogan! :)
That is the story, of why Lindsey's foot always aches when the weather turns really cold ;)
*and the moral of the story, would be: DON'T STEP ON A DRAGLINE WITH BARE FEET!


Hobbes Dogs said...

I have heard that story alluded to before, but I don't think I've ever heard the full version - thanks for sharing!

Brittany said...

Oh wow! that is crazy lindsey! I don't think I have ever been physically injured correcting any of my puppies....though patriot came close.

Waffle said...

Lindsey, I totally can relate to this story. Our first pup Tacoma was 60lbs of high energy who always for a drag line in the house. Well one day she was taking off at a full run and my mom stomped on her leash to stop her (which by the way worked when she was under 40 lbs) but this time ended up breaking my mom's toe! You think that would be the end of the story, but guess who did the same thing the following week. Yeah, our Taco bell managed to break my toe as well. Ouch!