Will We EVER Get A Break

Brent and I have a baby.  She is 110 pounds with black hair, and the sweetest, smartest Labrador you will ever find.  Brent has had her since she was six weeks old, and she is going on nine years.She is our great protector, letting nobody near the house unless she knows them, greeting me at my door as soon as my 4Runner pulls in the driveway (she escorts me to the door), and keeping guard in the back of Brent's truck.  She loves children and loves to play.

Brent is a soil scientist (I know, nobody has ever hear of such a profession).  Basically, he collects soil samples on land that is being developed and tests them to see what type of septic system, drainage system, etc. is needed.  His job entails that he spends alot of time on large tracts of land in the woods.  Most of the time, he takes Raven with him because he encounters quite a few snakes and she will warn him and chase them off.  This morning, he had a machete with him (he has to use this to cut through thick brush and briars in order to collect the soil samples).  At about 9:00 this morning, he called me sounding more frantic than I have heard him in a long time.  He said Raven was behind him and he reached up to machete through some brush.  As he did, she ran right up under him and the machete hit her right on top of the head.  He said she never whimpered, never howled, but was bleeding profusely.  He carried her all the way back to the truck, wrapped a towel around her head, and raced to the vet's office (he was working in a town nearby ours, and had to call 411 to even FIND a vet).  They rushed her into surgery, not knowing if it damaged her skull.  He called me back a little while later, and said the vet said she was okay, just needed stitches.Poor, poor Raven. Can ANYTHING else bad happen to us???????