This actually happened about yesterday, it was today when I was washing some dishes and noticed my finger hurting. I remembered that we came home for a walk and usually we came right upstairs. Now I decided to go and look for something in the garage, so I went in that direction, but PrezLee being used with going straight upstairs… it pulled the leash and my hand was banged on the very unsympathetic wall…
It was really not a big deal, most of these are only annoying. Especially when I have to wash the dishes… Hmm I could try make PrezLee wash them… its his fault my hand is hurting 
A few days ago we were playing. It was extremely ugly weather outside, so we went out only to a few minutes. But the energy inside this dog must come out somehow, if I don’t want it to ruin half of my home. So we were playing Rugby, an “our special invention” type of ball game, where the point is to take the ball and run… Oh and of course do everything that the other player can’t take the ball from you. After we played this silly game I noticed my hand hurting… and I saw bruises all over my hand.
This small accidental injuries, where we were playing or doing something like walking and still manage to hurt me always reminds me of how powerful this breed is. They are definitely not “toys”. In fact… not a single dog is a toy.
