My Sore Paw
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I suppose it's inevitable, but every dog at some time hurts themselves. |
No one knows what I did that caused my paw to become so sore. Dad found a grass spear in it which he moved and we thought it would be alright. |
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| My paw has been a bit swollen ever since, so Mum and Dad took me to the Vet. He said I had probably bruised it or something and that the swelling would go down as it did not seem to worry me too much. | BUT - yesterday when I was playing ball with Dad the ball bounced off the wall and hit me in the paw. Boy did it hurt - and did I squark? It started to bleed all over the place so Dad carried me into the lounge where he placed my head on the bean bag and put my paw on a bag of ice. That felt much better. He used towels so that the blood did not mark the carpet. |
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| When I hurt my foot Mum reckoned it sounded just like the baby crying, so she decided to try and give me a dummy to keep me quiet. | Just look at the size of it - of course it's a yummy dog treat (It's great what different things I get to eat). And it took my mind off my sore paw. | |
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As I'm such a caring, sharing dog, the next time my doggy Dad came to visit I asked my human Dad if he could have a dummy too. You can see from the looks on our faces that we both love them. PS: My paw is still sore, but it's pretty good now although I am still limping and favouring it (I get more attention and goodies this way). The only thing is that I am starting to get a complex about being called "Limpy Bum". |
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