Stupid White Dog

Not that I would usually use this blog to moan about something, but on this occasion I am still upset about being tripped up by my own dog, whilst running along a gravel path.

My right-hand took the brunt of the damage with the palm getting a bit torn up, although landing on my chest was also a bit painful (luckily my shirt took the worst of the abuse there), all because the stoopid hound can't run in a straight line.
Not only is she deaf, she can't run straight - what kind of idiot have we got living with us!? I'm beginning to think the jokes about her being the canine equivalent of a bottle blonde are true! She's cute after all, its just the core processing equipment ain't quite wired right.