When I was about 8 or 9, we were visiting my grandmother and I took our dog for a walk around the neighborhood. A large dog, German Shepherd, if I remember clearly, was on a near by porch as we walked by and of course, started barking his fool head off when he saw our dog. She got so scared, she ran in circles around me, wrapping the leash around my ankles, then took off. I took a header, landing on the concrete sidewalk and broke my wrist!
I spent the rest of the summer in a cast and never took the dog for a walk again.