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While I was at the dog park with Emily, two big dogs--a three legged boxer named Oscar and a big chow-husky mix, were chasing each other around and slammed into me, knocking me sideways. I felt my ankle pop. Then I felt it pop again. Skye, one of the dogwalkers, gave me and the Em Dog a lift home and I am now icing my ankle. But really: any time you want to Stop With The Fun, life, that'd be fine.