This happened a few weeks ago and I thought I'd share the post I made the next morning.
Well, spent most of sunday in Winchester Hospital ER (Don't you hate those 5 hour ER waits, especially when its nice and sunny outside, ironically, I had planned on going in to work to get something done but it was not to be). So, suffice it to say, when after an early sunday morning ride when one has leaned their bike against a wall and one is walking towards the Starbucks entrance with visions of coffee, one is not exactly prepared for a Jack Russell terrier coming out of nowhere and aiming for ones crotch. Luckily, said terrier's aim was a bit off and I ended up with a bite and puncture wound in my thigh just above my knee. Apparently, the dog doesn't like bikes and maybe the sound of biking cleats on pavement or even bike gear (I refrained from asking the very apologetic and freaked out owner 'Then why in God's name would you have the dog in Arlington center, at the end of the bike path!!!').
Luckily, the dog was up on all her shots and the owner gave me the documents proving so. So, tetanus shot, bandage, and 7 a day of antibiotics. Owner will cover ER copay and medicine copay but it's not exactly how I wanted to spend my Sunday.
Here's to Phoebe the #$%^&#@# Jack Russell terrier. Yes, you may be a dog, and thus not too bright, but next time, learn to differentiate between a predator and a hapless lycra clad cyclist heading to Starbucks for his shot of caffeine.
And you know, couldn't I at least have gotten bitten by a dog with a bit more street cred. Pointing to a scar on my knee and saying 'Yeah, I got that back in 2009, it was a Jack Russell terrier!" doesn't exactly rank up there with other injuries when out drinking with the boys.