Yesterday, I got to experience on of the great joys in my young puggley life – I got to spend the day at the farm. We have a hoof brother who lives at the farm and I love to go visit him. There is no end to the sight and smells and thinsg to do there.
There are 20 horses, some of which I am allowed to hang out with. One of them – Benjamino – is my buddy. We will touch nose to nose which makes Mommy make that “Awwwww” noise and grab at her pupparrazzi cam. Thank Dog she is slow and uncoordinated (get it together woman!) As of yet she has not gotten it in time. A puggle doesn’t need a photo like that messing up his reputation!
When you are bored with the horses, that is OK. There are also kitties! The barn kitties are so NEAT! I am not so sure that they like me though? Everytime I try to get close they scamper like
a room full of people when my brother farts. They are intriguing though. Sometimes I like to watch them hunt the barn mice and then when they are *just about to pounce* I will BARK! and they look so surprised the mouse gets away. He he he he he he … That’ll teach them not to play with me!!
There are also 5 or 6 big fields that are as big as the dog park. They are completely fenced in and I am allowed to run around as much as I like in the field. In the field is where it happened…
There is an old Italian proverb that says, “All the honey a bee gathers in it’s lifetime does not sweeten it’s sting”.
MAN! Is that the truth! I must have blacked out as I do not remember the next bit at all, but apparently, I must have done something to make a bee mad as it STUNG ME! Right on my adorable puggley nosikins! I went straight to my Mommy for a snuggle, but since she didn’t *see* the bee sting me and she couldn’t see anything wrong, she just thought I was feeling snuggly.
Right Mom. I’ve got a whole farm to explore – Horses to meet. Kitties to chase. Birds to hunt – and I want to sit in the tack room and snuggle YOU. Sure…that makes perfect sense…OR NOT!! I sat with her a few minutes and since she wasn’t taking the hint I decided to go see my hoof Matt.
Then something TERRIBLE happened! My snout started to itch. It started to itch ALOT! SO much that I started SCRATCHING it!! Well, Mommy came to see what all my rolling on the ground and scratching and whining was about and OMD! I was bleeding EVERYWHERE!
Mommy PANICKED! She panicked. Poor Mommy. She finally calmed herself down and took control of the situation. She snapped my leash on and got the first aid kit. She claned me up and that’s when she saw it. A swollen bump 2″ round on my nosikins! Oh oh oh oh…poor puppikins!
Everything was OK for a while, then a few hours later – I got itchy again. So I hid from Mom and I scratched and scratched and scratched. Which led to me bleeding and bleeding and bleeding. And the swelling didn’t get any better. And the bleeding didn’t really stop. It would stop, then start, then stop then start and you can’t exactly bandage a snout now can you?? Finally, Mom couldn’t handle it anymore. Off to the emergency vet we went.
OMD. I hate the vet. HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE the icky smicky scary old pokey vet. He tried to touch my nose and I said “Excuse me please sir. Do not touch me.” (I distinctly recall being polite and saying please. Mommy claims I was significantly crankier and ruder and perhaps growlier when I told him to keep his paws off. You can beleive what you want, but Mommy is a LIAR!)
I had to get a SHOT to bring down the swelling. And some cream to help help my big fat bleeding snout. And some pills to help keep me from getting an infection. AND A CONE HEAD!!! I can’t even reach my SNOUT!
SUCKY TRIP eh?
The good news is the pills go in CHEESE. Mmmmmmm. And Mom and Dad are treating me pretty good. Babying me and making me feel really loved.
Hopefully my snout heels up fast…I wanna go back to the farm and exact my revenge on those BEES!