Laney here (sniff). I've not had a very good weekend (sniff, sniff). Friday night after mommy and daddy got home, daddy took me out to pee and I got stung--WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! IT HURT!!! Daddy said he didn't see what actually got me, but he heard a buzzing and all of a sudden I was rolling on my back, chewing at my paw. Of course I was, it was hurting! He took me in and mommy cuddled me while they looked at it and they got the tweezers and took what they think was the stinger out. Later on that evening I was still pretty upset about it all, so much so that I had an accident on the rug and managed to get it all over me--ewwwwy. Mommy said I was a mess and called me poopy puppy. (sniff, sniff).
Today she decided it was time for a pedicure and in the process she trimmed one of my toenails too close and made it bleed. It hurt a little bit (sniff) but not nearly as bad as when the nasty bug got me. She kissed me on the forehead and got a tissue to clean up the blood. After she was done with my pedicure, she brushed me and then gave me a bath. Boy did that bath feel good!! Then she snuggled with me some more and I got her all wet, but she didn't care, she was just happy that I didn't give her a hard time after everything else this weekend. Now I don't smell like poopy puppy anymore!