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Won't Be Doing This Again Soon

Anyone who follows my blog knows I walk daily as part of an exercise regimen after my April surgery. I live on a dirt road in the country and have mapped out several routes depending on how long I want to walk that day.

Down my dirt road are a number of houses many of which have dogs. I love dogs but find it stressful to have them roaming free, rushing at me as I pass. Most of the homes with dogs have fences that keep the dogs in. But a few toward the end of the road (and I know when to turn around) roam free.

Only one loose dog (out of 24 along my walking path), a smaller pit bull, has actually displayed any aggressive tendencies. I now carry a small canister of "defensive spray", which I hope never to use.

But just down the road are some friends who have five dogs, including three pups, that are fenced in. Usually they will lick my open hand and allow me to pet them. Today, however, one of the pups (my favorite one, actually) got over-excited trying to out-do the other dogs and nipped my finger, drawing blood. Guess I won't be petting them any time soon. At least I know our friends keep up with their pets' shots.