you were bitten on the course! By a PB? And you got loose without being torn to shreds? The story must be told.
OK. Not usually interested in folks experiences with their rears, but I'm with Randy on this. What happened?
Okay, geez, now I'm a bit embarrassed. The story is not as dramatic as you're imagining. The dog bite was not out on the course, but rather on the front porch of the kid who stood-up our relay team. I had driven over to pick him up in the morning, and as I stood on the porch listening to his grandmother telling me that he was gone, having chosen to go to his local basketball game instead of helping his club win a national championship (which we probably would have done if he had come), the family dog rushed out and nipped me on the ass. It was a fine start to the day!
That is really the pits. Sorry to hear that turned into such an awful experience. I hope it wasn't too bad a bite!
Went to pick up Brennan's brothers yesterday for Sharon Woods meet. The dog danced around me barking and snapping like Cerberus. It was smart enough not to actually sink it's teeth into me, but it sure tried to be intimidating.