Black Eye

Well ladies and gentlemen, I am now sporting a lovely black eye, given to me by none other than my beloved German Shepherd.  Yep.  I kid you not.

We were outside playing a lovely game of fetch and tug.  The ninety-five pound puppy got a little rambunctious and decided to jump.  His claw hit me just under my right eye.  Talk about painful!  I did not need stitches, and fortunately, he did no damage to my eye (other than cut the area under it and make it all black and blue) . 

So now when everyone asks what happened, I tell them I was beat up by my puppy.  It's a great story! 

Note to self:  Get the beast's nails trimmed!