Last Mardi Gras, a dog bit me on the calf. The marks are still visible today, one full year after the fact. I was recently informed that the dog has died. A friend joked that I had come out on top, which I thought was funny, but I do feel sorry for the dog and offer my condolences to the owner, should he ever read this.
Pronounce the dot.
You were tempting that beast, waving your old ham bone in front of him.