No rabies, thank gawd.

I was a kid, walking one of the neighbor's two dogs. Up the street, the St. Bernard saw a cat or something and, while I had a good grip on the chain, I went flying. I thought to wrap the chain around a passing street sign and tried the idea out. Big mistake. THe sign bent, the chain cut into my hand, and I let go. A year or two later, I finally caught up to that dog and discovered that, from his lack of exercise, was too tired to continue his adventure and just sat next to a tree. I tried to push his big butt up but... well, I fell and he just plomped his butt on me.