Ali

Remember the other day how I was going on and on about how the dogs won't run into you if you don't try to move out of their way. I guess if there are no trees around to keep them sharp they forget that I'm even there. We were at the (treeless) school yard and Archer was running hell bent for leather with Leeloo in hot pursuit and as he glanced back over his shoulder to see where she was he ran the point of his shoulder straight into the side of my leg. It almost took me down but not quite. A singular thought drifted across my mind "That's gonna leave a mark." And it did - see that yellowish round smudge just next to the topmost pawprint? The flash kept blowing it out but in person it's much darker ... yay.