Just had an awful shock. John had taken Skye out for a short walk. We walk her together in the morning, but in the afternoon John takes her on his own if the weather is fine. We have a cycle track running behind our house, so he doesn't need to go near any roads. He hadn't been gone long when I saw him running past the window. I rushed to the front door, and found him lying on the drive. Neighbours helped me get him inside, and he seems to be OK apart from a badly bruised and grazed face. No broken bones, and I'm watching him for concussion. He can't tell me why he was running - he hasn't run for years. I don't know whether he had a funny 'turn', or whether Skye was pulling on the lead when she saw the house, but either way I don't think I can let him walk alone any more. So that's another independence lost. Great start to 2007! On the plus side, his bones must be strong, and I was pleased to see how concerned Skye was. It's the first time she's seen either of us hurt.