last saturday morning i had so much to do…so much to do this week. i thought i’d get up and run a few miles before i got started. 5 minutes into the run i found myself with my thumb in a big dog’s mouth. i’m not sure of all that happened and why…but with a couple of hours in the er, stitches, the doc’s fear of infection, my plans for the day…and for the week changed.
i think i’m supposed to slow down…maybe not feel so much in control…and of course watch out for big biting dogs! 
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