Having recovered from the bump from the eyebrow bash against the dog run latch, followed by a dog head butt…I decided to maim myself by standing up while cleaning poop from Stew’s habitat. The upper door, which is basically a wood frame on top of plexiglass (as opposed to around it), was in mid-swing, making contact with my temple at a most injurious angle. I described the plexiglass/wood situation as above so you understand that it was the corner of the plexiglass that hit me. Not a nice soft wood frame.
It hurts like a mo-fo. I’m not kidding. I had to stop poop cleanup to put an ice pack on my head. And then blog about it.
Kari Neumeyer 