Sheba had a rough day yesterday. First she got kicked in the teeth, then she got her ear stepped on.
We were playing with a tennis ball on the front porch. Sheba was holding the ball in her hand. I tried to kick it away from under her paw, at the same time, she tried to grab it with her mouth. I ended up kicking her in her razor-sharp chompers, she went rolling, I got a bloody toe.
Later, Sheba was recovering from her ordeal on the cool living room tiles. The Wife was making some technical adjustments on her Wii. Suddenly Sheba let out a whine-ish yelp like we’ve never heard before. The wife had accidentally stepped on her ear.
Sheba immediately came over to me for some consolation. And I suggested the wife give them dawgs some treats to compensate, which she did.
Poor Poor Sheba