Grassman and I went and skied Berthoud the other day, and on our first run I got a little too close to dex and the edge of my ski caught his right leg. I barely nicked him and he did not even make a noise but when we stopped I noticed he was bleeding profusely and had a big junk of sking/furr dangling from his leg. I took off my shirt and Grassman and I bandaged up his leg for the rest of the trip out. WHen we got to the bottom we were pretty fortunate to get picked up right away by a construction worker on his way over the pass. The guy was very generous and compassionate. Fortunately he had a first aid kit on him and he helped us bandage dex up for the trip to the vet. He also insisted that we take extra gauze, first aid ointment, and tape for the trip to the vet. People like this guy really restore my faith in the inherent goodness of people, and because of him a potentially really awful situation turned out just fine. We got dex to the vet quickly and within a matter of a couple hours, a lot of cheez, and about 20 stitches later we were on our way.
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Gordon. Glad Dex is A-OK. Would be great to see a photo of your adventures!
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