Friday is
Oh, wow. I wasn't sure of what I'd write today, and had just started writing the title to my post when the phone rang. I stopped at "Friday is", and answered the phone. It was one of my brothers. Now I have something to write about. On Wednesday he was attacked by a pit bull when he was out jogging. He sustained multiple bites up his legs, requiring stitches in his ankle by the Achilles tendon. He won't be jogging for a bit. The dog is in quarantine and then will most likely be put down. The dog came tearing out of a house at him. The owners tried to stop the dog and chase it off, but it circled him and came back, attacking four times. My brother was finally able to get himself into an enclosed porch and relative safety. Scary. He and his wife had been out jogging together, but his wife had stopped jogging just before reaching that house and headed back home. He jogged on a bit farther, before turning around. It was on his return tri