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I once worked with a guy who had an accident and all we heard was that he broke his leg and would be away for a few weeks.
He came back after having two surgeries, a bunch of hardware placed in his leg and he had to roll around on one of those scooter devices.
"Omg man! What happened??"
"I tripped over my dog..."
"What kind of dog do you have?"
"A dachshund..."
"Well that will never work. You need to tell everyone that you were mauled by a bear, or fell out of a second story window saving a baby from a fire. Something cool."
My in-laws' dog tripped me a few years ago - I had her and our dog in their backyard, trying to get them to play and work off some energy. I started to run, because that always gets my dog going, and their dog ran in front of me. She's a large dog, maybe 50 lbs.
I somehow kept myself upright, but I rammed my elbow into my own ribs in the process. It hurt for weeks!