Occurred on January 30, 2022 / Chicago, Illinois, USA
Info from Licensor: I took our dog, Street, out for a little play time on a cold, snowy, and icy Sunday morning. We started playing fetch with one of his toy balls. Normally he'll bring the toy back to me to throw it again for chase, but this time was different. As
I leaned down to grab the toy from his mouth, he "hit me with a juke step" like an NFL running back. I stepped on some ice and immediately found myself on the ground in the snow. My recovery time from a fall is always quick, so I bounced back up without hesitation. My wife asked, "what were you reaching for when you fell"? I had to explain to her that my extended arm kept my head from going through the fence. I imagine that the dog either didn't see me fall or didn't care because he never looked back to check on me. I'm pretty sure I heard him laughing as he trotted away though. "
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