A few days ago, Momma got bitten! Meadow and Carmella like to play - ROUGH. Momma says it's partly them playing and partly them jockeying for dominance. I kinda tune out when she starts blathering about being the "alpha" dog. I'm a little boy! I know nothing of mere dogs!!
Well, after about 10 minutes of their rough play, Momma decided that enough was enough. She went to separate the girls just as their playing turned into a little hissy fit. Those stubborn girls don't like to back down - especially Meadow (even if she is only 8 pounds in comparison to Carmella's 22)- and Meadow went to pull Carmella's ear.
The problem is, she got Momma's thumb instead. Two tiny toothmarks on the bottom and a bruise on her nail bed. Poor Momma cried! It was more out of shock than anything else... but when she cried, I just had to try and make her feel better. So what did I do? I climbed in her lap and cried/howled too. Momma says that I cry like GIRL!! But it made her laugh.
I'm such a good boy! I hear rumors that Momma is making homemade doggie cookies this weekend and I get to be her taste-tester!
P.S. Meadow says she really, really sorry.