Falling Again!
My first fall was some years ago. Zion and I had taken an early morning walk. He did his business on the grass but instead of turning around I walked backwards onto a roadside drainage culvert, and down I went.
Then some three years ago, sans chien, I miss-stepped on a railway footbridge in Nottingham, UK. Down I went. Thank you to the railway employee who helped me to my feet and would not leave me until I was safe and sound in my seat. My arm bled from Nottingham to Bristol. What a mess.
You will remember my recent fall when Cooper made a mad dash and I failed to drop his leash. Down I went until my Letter Carrier heard my call and came to my rescue.
This morning Cooper pulled me fiercely at Arlington Park. He was onto the scent of a Rabbit. I dropped the leash but in doing so, as the tension was released, I fell to the ground.
Cooper ran off. I landed on my rear end and could not get up. There I was with a wet bottom as the drizzle anointed me.
After ten minutes Cooper came back all unconcerned
"Surely" I thought "someone will help me to get up". Someone did.
The someone insisted in walking us back to my car.
I asked his name. He replied 'Her\rman" A light went on. Oh my goodness. Hermann and I know each other from St. Boniface Episcopal Church on Siesta Key, FL
Angels unaware?
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