While out on a walk with our dogs, Magnus the Giant Lapphund pulled me right over. I managed to avoid the giant pile of poo on the ground, but did not avoid twisting my foot in an unnatural way. A trip to A&E and an x-ray later, I came home with a walking stick. I thought I’d need it for quite awhile, but today my foot feels much better. Never underestimate the power of ice!

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Full-time entrepreneur, part-time ukulele plinker, occasional photographer, skin care fanatic, slightly over-sized clothes horse, moderately-successful gardener, unapologetic crazy cat lady, creative soapmaker, happy hen keeper, and enthusiastic birdwatcher. I bake nice cakes, but can’t find a hat to fit.