*sigh* I'm loosing my touch. (Warning: Hi-jacked by Em)

The word "crippled" comes to mind.
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This is my dad's dog's fault. I took him for a walk when I was ten and he took off running after a chipmunk and when I fell wrong I busted my right knee. It hasn't ever completely healed. *sigh*

Sounds like the dog got a bit confused. Being "man's best friend" doesn't involve laming the man's daughter so he can keep track of her easier.
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Bunnylady: This is true. :lol: But Bosco has never been the brightest dog on the planet. :rolleyes:
I can manage my knee okay if I avoid high heeled shoes like the plauge and don't run on uneven surfaces. Walking for hours at the mall doesn't do me any favors either, but that's probably a good thing. :p
 

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