As they say. It's not the fall, It's the sudden stop. Great story Tac, thanks for the chuckle.
Not to one up you, but another great story. My wife's parents used to breed and show Great Danes. After retiring they kept the last litter of pups.
There had been a rash of burglaries around the small town they live in. This guy was a coward, because he specialized in only homes where elderly people lived. And would break in while they were home and terrorize them.
One night my father-in-law heard Nyobi, the last living member of the litter, and the largest. Growling and snarling, and heard someone yell. He went out to investigate. All he found was a bloody shoe lying on the ground inside the gate of Nyobi's run. This dumb bastard had climbed the rought-iron gate into the dog run thinking he was climbing into the back yard.
He was apprehended at a local emergency room that a.m. with a severed
achilles tendon and half of his calf muscle torn loose. He will be crippled for the rest of his life. Poetic justice will out.
Ron