So the other day Missy plowed into me on our way to the hidden pasture and I twisted my ankle.
Missy is a Smart Dog. But she failed to define the parameters of the space she was negotiating. She knew it immediately as I fell.
Anyhoo. Who wants to talk about sprained ankles?
R.I.C.E. is Rest Ice Compression Elevation.
Three days on and its still swollen so I got out my hunting socks.