Igor the bastard attacked another dog today, all my fault, we were walking on the beach and this big Airedale is sitting there, so I have an extendable lead and allow him to approach, he's normally as good as gold, bit frisky but easy enough to pull off.
In a flash it all kicks off and I jump in to separate them, pull the Airedale of Igor who gets hold of his foot and damages it a bit. I've got two bit fingers for my pains. Igor is fine, the friggin' little psycho.