Not the dog's fault, but skijoring at 30 mph downhill on a barely snowcovered trail, and hitting a bare rock and crashing hurt quite good (no dislocated shoulder this most recent time). The skis,however, were a goner with a deep gash through the P-tex and into the wood of the ski. Ouch.

One of our Boxers broke one of my Nan's noses, silly bugger bent down to say hello and Rocky said hello back, Boxer style, the other Boxer gouged a hole out of my other Nan's leg, and latterly our darling but clumsy ten stone mastiff pup has a clever knack of standing on the top of my daughters bare foot when she moomins out of her bedroom half asleep first thing in the morning on EXACTLY the same bruise that he made the day before that and the day before that and the day before that....

Not counting bites breaking up fights or just playing too hard. Broken noses from the BeagleXBoxer and the Bullmastiff Lunk. Bloodied noses from several others.
Numerous bloodied feet and a couple broken toes. (can we blame the dog when it is tripping over a cow femur?) Bad bruises and a stress fracture from falling over dogs that plowed into me.
Worse was Lunk also, separated my shoulder at training class one night when she was 7 months old and saw her GSD buddys as the door opened. Spun me around and dumped me on the floor. Then came back over all wiggle butt wondering what silliness I was doing on the floor.

I have bad knees to begin with (patellofemoral malalignment) but big dogs certainly do manage big injuries.

I was at a park once with Conan and a guy had his two Boxers running around off leash. They weren't bothering us and Conan wasn't bothering them so I didn't think much of it. Before I knew it, they had both (chasing the same ball) slammed into the back of my knees and I fell backwards over them. I had a full left knee dislocation and tibial plateau fracture. My knee has subluxed several times but never a full dislocation that required resetting (which I did, by myself, and then drove my stick shift home). The guy practically took his dogs and left.

I'd been told I would need surgery eventually in my life beforehand but my ortho really tried to push it this time. I refused though. I have no cartilage left in my left knee and can no longer run (I was a runner) due to pain and certain stairs will always bother me. Physical therapy never did much. I don't think much of it but sometimes I wish I could go for a run or kick around a soccer ball.

I don't blame the dogs. In fact there was another dog there (a huge Rottie mix) that came and sat on me and kept licking me. The owners (she dragged them over) felt really bad but I actually took comfort in it. She was a doll. An obnoxious doll, but a doll. Conan didn't care. He's like, "Mom, hurry up. I'm bored! Throw my ball!!"

You gotta love big dogs

I got latched on the palm of my left hand by my friend's pomeranian while I was reaching for the biscuts on the table. I went over for some tea and biscuts . He would not let go for a good 10 seconds.


The same friend in later years had a big fat lab and He cut my lip while lifting his head from under my chin while he was cuddling with me

I forgot to add the infamous "Hey Ma- I brought you this bone!" (Drops large heavy bone directly on foot and is very pleased at self, tail wagging).

As you hop around on one foot, reciting every swear word you know.

^^ Amen

Those Tug-A-Jug toys? Yeah, those REALLY hurt when your dog comes bounding over and swings it into your face (I was sitting down)....

black eye, bloody nose...he got me in the leg once to and I had a tug-a-jug shaped bruise for about a week.

other than that I've been pretty lucky, only a couple of wipe-outs on death scooter, a few while bikejoring, dog bites, one nasty dog attack that could have been bad if I hadn't been wearing snow pants, and I was jumped on by a large great dane while swimming last week (according to his owner he thought I was drowning....which I guess is solved by 200lbs jumping on your head?)

Maybe they can change the name to jug-to-the-face!

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jumped on by a large great dane while swimming last week (according to his owner he thought I was drowning....which I guess is solved by 200lbs jumping on your head?)

I feel all of the pain mentioned except the near drowning experience. The one that sticks out in my mind most was the time I decided to play 'run wild' with two young rotts. Run wild for us is that I have the leash and they set the speed and direction. They know this game well and told run wild after collars/leashes are on. So around and around we ran until we disturbed a rabbit, well one dog went one way around an Oak and the other dog went the other way and that Oak stopped me. We all felt the pain of that one that day! Stupid choice on my part, I must have felt energetic that day to take two vs the just one.