Gizmo is rather scary to behold when he gets into full on running mode. He does that greyhound thing, baring his teeth, eyes wide open, like the black dog off the cover of Parklife by Blur. Thing is, he has a habit of charging towards me whenever he does it. Usually I face him down and he veers off at the last second, but the other day I was carrying a bag of his shit to the nearest bin when he came up behind me at about 60kmh, ploughed straight into the back of my legs. It was like being hit by a small car. I went flying forwards a couple of metres, landed on my face, my glasses went a few metres further, and ever since I’ve been suffering some kind of whiplash in my neck. I’m gonna be keeping two eyes on him from now on whenever he’s off the lead.
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