Whenever Ben sees a rabbit, goose, duck, fox, or deer, in the yard, he’s going to try to dislocate my shoulder to go run it down. Last time, he didn’t succeed at that, but he did whip me around so that I whacked my elbow on the stone front of the house. The end result has to be a bone bruise. There’s no other reason it would continue to ache like this after three days, and not show a typical bruise. At least it didn’t blow up to grapefruit size.
Ow, ow, ow, ouchy ow.
one of my neighbors has two pit bull type dogs (momma and her half grown pup) that are like that. They see something or someone they want to get to and will try to take his arms off to get to them. Thank goodness they’re two of the sweetest, most loving dogs you’ll ever meet. Just very powerful and muscular.
Ours would be a sled dog if he were in AK.