Poor Poor Sheba
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
Ah, her face says it all. I can tell she has such a rough life. Poor poor Sheba. But, I’m sure she’s forgiven you.
I wonder if they know what we’re doing and if it works when we apologize for stepping on them or accidentally kicking them?
Awww! Poor, poor Sheba that pictures totally captures the essence of the fatal day… At least yesterday she got a well deserve Broccoli stem to chomp on and forget all her hard times!