Dog Training Jackpot Gone Wrong

Saturday, I caught up on my dog grooming duties. Most weeks that means Lilly and only Lilly, but I decided I’d attempt to trim Ginko’s front toenails. With a muzzle and enough cheese, I can occasionally get him to cooperate. Just as I imagined myself drafting a victory blog post, our celebratory dog training jackpot went terribly wrong.

I unbuckled the muzzle and began cheering and throwing fistfuls of cheese at Ginko. My mistake was simple and stupid. I did all this while sitting on the floor.

Ginko, already amped up from the toenail trim, got even more frantic from the celebration. Just as I went to stand up, he nailed me full-on in the nose with the pterodactyl point of his head. He hit me hard. He didn’t mean to, of course, but he did.

About 2 seconds later, blood began gushing out like Ginko had turned on a faucet in my face.

It hurt so much that, at first, I didn’t know if he had split my lip or if the blood was coming from my nose.

It took 15 minutes to stem the tide.

I’m fine. The old nose isn’t broken, but he bruised my upper lip and split the area just below my nose a tiny bit.

I’m still a little sore, but I’ll be fine. Next time, I’ll be sure to get my head/face out of harm’s way before I throw a party.