It is a good thing that I am slow, though, because my dog Charleigh stopped to sniff something good and tripped me up. I landed in gravel and got my hand, elbow, and knee. If I had been going fast, I could have really done some damage.(Force=Mass x Acceleration). Of course, once I was flat on the ground, she was standing on top of me licking my face like the doofus-dog she is. It took a couple of minutes to get her 80 pounds off of me and rise to my feet. Darn Doofus Dog! At least she seemed apologetic to my anthropomorphic mind.
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