I’m new at this meme thing, but I’m gonna try it anyway.
The way the thing works, you ask a question or issue a challenge to a small number of blogging friends, not only to respond but to tag other bloggers with the question/challenge, to get them, in turn, to respond and tag still others.
Any non-blogger who reads here, if you also want to answer, I’m interested in that too.
So here it is:
Tell the story of a (non-surgical) scar you have somewhere on your body. Answer and tag three other bloggers.
My own answer:
I have a couple of related scars on the front of my left leg, not far above the knee, both the result of a dog bite.
I’d had my big ol’ German shepherd, Ranger, for several years when I happened to adopt another large dog, Tito, a malamute-black-lab cross. I didn’t intend to adopt him; he originally belonged to some snowboarders who lived upstairs from me, and I was only going to save him from being killed and try to find him a good home. But after I had him for a couple of weeks, I simply couldn’t give him up.
Anyway, Ranger was a dominant booger and he would often pester Tito when we were out on our twice-daily hikes. Tito was pretty good natured, but … they got in rolling, snarling dogfights three times. Each time I waded into them, kicking and yelling, and each time my beloved old Ranger ended up biting ME.
I was young enough that it never bothered me much, but the last time, he latched onto my leg, bluejeans and all, and actually left holes in me. Hurt like hell at the time, and we Had Words over it.
But almost 20 years later, I see those little scars and smile. Because they remind me of not one but two great old friends. Wouldn’t trade ’em for the world. Ranger made himself a part of me.
Or at least his teeth did.
I’m tagging: Jim Downey and Brent Rasmussen of Unscrewing the Inscrutable, and PZ Myers of Pharyngula.