herded

so last week i skipped my normal swimmin' routine because it was nice outside to go for a run. i saw these 3 middle-aged dog owners hanging out, presumably talking about dog food, and then this lady squealed and her dog started running at me. doggie looked like a danggone fox, i tell you what. then as he started to run at me, i just hung out for a second because usually dogs'll just run up, and sniff your knee, and then wait to get petted. but this little jerk nipped me, and tried to herd me i guess. he was a border colley and kind of looked like an overgrown rat. the lady was like, "omg, did he get you?" and i said, "that dog bit me." and she said, "are you bleeding?" and i said, "i dunno." then i hiked up my pants leg in the middle of the street like danggone red neck, and saw that i was semi-okay and just walked off. it was too much bizzareness at once. now i have a big fat bruise on my leg. thanks for nothing you border colley jerk!