Hurt myself again...

I've skinned my knee.  I tripped over my dog rushing to get the phone.

*sigh*

Now I'll have a matching scar from when I was out walking and, well, fell down.  I don't even remember tripping that time.  At least this time I can blame the dumb dog.  Back then, when people gasped over the huge scrape I would say things like, "I was vertical; then, suddenly, I was horizontal.  I don't know what happened."

I'm not very graceful.

( Hook 'em Horns!! )