Jumping Down Stairs

Ok, here is the story Mom is referring to on Jumping Down stairs. My house is a "split level" which means when you enter the front door you either have to go upstairs to the living area or down to my bedroom. Well on Friday morning Scott got done with his physical therapy (differnt story to that one) and came home to get ready for work. When he got home he found that the dogs had gotten into the trash again. He yelled at them to get outside and Sosha ran downstairs and out the dog door. Willow didn't. She went over the the couch in the living room. Scott then yelled again and pointed to the door upstairs. Willow in what ever brillent brain power my dog has didn't go that way she decided to jump over the edge of my living room wall and fall to the front door below. As you can imagine, that hurt. She started crying and was acting like Scott threw her over the edge. Silly dog. Anyway she was crying pretty hard and long so Scott was scared she broke her leg. The X rays showed she didn't break it but did sprain her foot really bad. She is touching it to the ground but not walking on it persay. The vet said that she wouldn't for about a week and at that point we will be able to tell if there is any ligament damage. If there is then we may be talking surgery. I still wonder, why did I want a dog?