Toeing the Line......

Toeing the Line......

This little piggy went to the market......

This little piggey went home..........

This little piggy had roast beef........

and this little piggy hit the ottoman and got dislocated!

Ouch.

That's right. Maybe God doesn't want me to blog.....Maybe fate has turned her face away from me.....Maybe I'm just a clod that jammed his bare foot into an ottoman......

You know, after you do something stupid, you usually have the opportunity to review your actions to see if there had been a way to avoid your stupidity. In my case, I was coming in from the hot tub in bare feet. The cat was, as usual, standing right in my way. I stepped around him as a courtesy and slammed my foot into the ottoman. I have now made a note to myself -- stepping on a cat will not dislocate your toe.

I heard a popping sound like a rubber band. I hopped on one foot, cursing cats, ottomans, and toes........(yes, the sight of a 300 pound man hopping on one foot would have been worthy of You-Tube)......Then I looked at my toe. Not my little toe, which is the toe of choice for such things.....but my next toe in. How did I hit that one to the exclusion of the others? But the more important question was why was that toe sticking out in the wrong direction over my little toe?

I did not ponder too long. Having had dislocated fingers in the past, I simply reached down and popped the wayward digit back in place. Sounds simple and painless. Well, sound can be deceiving.

One generally does not realize the relative significance of your fourth toe. It has no real function. I mean, I've seen some people wear rings on it, but that is about it. I don't even think that I have ever thought much about that toe other than the occasional clipping of its nail. But an event like this makes you realize that, indeed, it must do something, because this morning I am walking like my grandmother on a bad arthritis morning.

So, if indeed God wants me to quit Blogging, I write this as a memorial should something even worse happen because my toe episode did not accomplish the task. If there is no divine reason for the injury, I write simply to share my pain and the realization that one should never try to avoid stepping on a cat.

Toeing the line,

Blawgerman