Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Scar stories

Each week, YA Highway hosts Road Trip Wednesday, a blog carnival in which contributors discuss a topic on their blogs and invite readers to do the same.
This Week's Topic:
What is the story of your best scar?
Scars are like memories written in blood. I have a few... not too many which maybe tells its own story of cautiousness.
One brings back my childhood and the family across the road... who later moved around the corner but never really from my life. They had big dogs my whole early childhood. Obedient, well-behaved, good and maybe kinda scary German Shepherds. When I was about 11 they got, of all things, a toy poodle. The thing couldn't have been much bigger than a man's boot. Turned out the thing had brain damage that transformed it into a red-eyed fiend (maybe the eyes were my imagination) and it would leap out at random and attack. One day it got my hand and i was shaking but the thing was like a cartoon, swinging back and forth in the air, not letting go of the webbing between my fingers. It had to be put down not long after. The small mark reminds me not to judge a dog by its size. Ouch!
What do your scars tell you?


  1. Dogs! *shakes fist* I've always heard the tiny ones are the worst. If you can kick them in the face, you probably should.

    (Kidding. I love all animals equally. Well...not equally. But I promise I would not kick a dog.)

  2. I am totally picturing this - and laughing. Which is terrible! I'm sorry to laugh at your misfortune.

    My lack of scars tell me that miracles do happen. I rate a 20 on the 1-10 clutzy scale so I should have, um, a lot.

  3. Aw! Little dogs are the worst. I have a beauty of a scrape on my elbow from falling off my bike. I wish I could say I was 5 at the time. I was 25.

  4. Yikes! I'm slightly afraid of dogs after being chased by one--I can't imagine actually being bitten!

  5. I hate that so many of us have dog bite stories today. :( But OUCH! The webbing between your fingers?!?

  6. Little dogs indeed. reminds me of a conversation with a friend about a guy in Northern Aussie who threw his dog in the water when taken by a crocodile to distract. We were discussing the merits and how much we love our dogs and we did come to the conclusion that very little dogs might head in before their larger counterparts (note: i have a little dog who i probably would not sacrifice to a croc).


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