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Sirs,
Since this is a new site, and the collection so far is pretty lame, I don't feel too embarrassed about sending in this petty wound. The story is a little more interesting than the picture. I had a Chow-mix named Ted who was psychotic. He tried to kill anything that moved including my new $700.00 parrot. This is what happened when I let my guard down one day and the dog got a hold of the bird. I sacrificed a few fingers to get the bird out of the dog's mouth. I still have the bird, but alas, the dog is wherever bad dogs go after they're gone.

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ED: Pretty Lame?! Well I never! As I e-mailed this contributor back, "petty wounds are what we are all about". You think your wound isn't gross enough to get posted here? Trust me, it is. This is about everyday life, people. Think about it like this- we overpay syndicated columnists to spew whatever random thought they were having that day into the newspapers and meanwhile we are having our day/week/month ruined by our healing wound. Even our most "petty wounds" are a much bigger deal than whatever some failed novelist thought about in traffic today. Send in the pics!

Now, back to the subject at hand. I think there are questions that begged to be asked about this story. First, did the bird provoke the dog? Maybe he was calling it names or something. Ask any hockey fan, it often is the retribution and not the provocation that the referee catches. Second, can you name anything Ted and expect it not to be crazy? I cite various deranged Teds: Kaczynski, Bundy, Turner, and of course, Knight.

Photos:
Bite wound and treatment
The lucky bird- you've won this round