May 12th 2008 11:29 am
I got an ouchie last week when Mommy took me for a run. Well, she was on her bike and I got to run along. I was limping when we got home cuz it hurt a bit but Mommy couldn't see it.
Mommy found it last night and kinda freaked out. You see, the pad of my left paw is starting to peel away from a cut. Daddy told her it was just like when you snag a callus and it starts to fall off. He said he could even glue it back together. Mom shrieked and said "We do not use super glue on the dogs!"
I don't know what super glue is, but regardless... no way! I hate when they mess with my feet. Especially when they clip my nails. ::shudder::
I mean... I hate it. They always say, "be still baby" and "its almost over". What EVER. I say grrrrrrr leave me alone.
You know, I've noticed lately that when I get a hot dog, I get really sleepy and then they tag team me to clip my nails. Daddy calls it the "funky hot dog". Of course, I don't remember until AFTER I eat the hot dog that they're probably going to mess with me. But whatever they put in that hot dog sure makes me sleepy so I don't argue too much.
I hope I don't have to eat a funky hot dog because of my ouchie. So far, Mommy just gave me extra treats last night and kept telling me she was sorry. Hey, be sorry, whatever gets me more treats than Sam is good for me!
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