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!