Almost twenty years ago, I got a job with the United States Census Bureau. I had to go to people’s houses and ask them for information. At one place I visited, there was a fierce dog. I didn’t realize he was there until he came out of nowhere while I was walking up the sidewalk. He was running towards me with such a fierce look in his eyes that I turned around and ran the other way. He was faster than I was, though, and he bit a chunk out of my leg. I wish I’d known, at the time, that an Indianapolis personal injury lawyer might have been able to get me money to pay for medical bills, as well as pain and suffering. It wouldn’t have changed what happened, but maybe it would have made the dog’s owners be more careful.