Dog is in the doghouse, so to speak. Early this morning, I was taking a few items out of a Christmas storage box and put them on the floor in the livingroom, for just a minute while I went to the closet for a hook. (I have this small, old knitted wreath from my grandmother, that I put in my kitchen each Christmas.)
Well, don't you know that the DOG decided to grab the little knitted wreath off the floor and proceeds to run upstairs. Caught the varmint out of the corner of my eye and I bolted after him. But, there is a raised area from the back room to the kitchen. My foot caught underneath the raised area, and I went airborne and crashed down on the floor (my knees took most of the hit), and just missed smashing my face into the tile.
Got up, limping. I called up to hubs upstairs to get the knitted wreath away from the thief!!!
Now I have two huge bruises on both knees, they're slightly swollen, and I pulled a muscle in my right leg and right foot. Dog is getting coal in his stocking for Christmas!