The Big Green House

Friday, July 11, 2003

 
I am a horrible failure as a doggy daddy.

First, I cruelly abandoned Lucy for two entire weeks whilst Science Girl and I went gallivanting all over the west coast. IN THE CAR. Granted, I arranged for the best dogsitter I could think of - someone who would treat Miss Dog as if she were one of her own pooches - but the fact remains that I left our dog at home and went to many parks, some on the shore and some full of large trees, without her. IN THE CAR.

And then today, while we were out walking around the neighborhood, I let her down again. I allowed her to stick her nose under a fence belonging to a rather possessive black lab. He bit her, causing her to scream as if she�d been set on fire. As I bent down to see if she was OK, she stood there with a �what happened?� look on her face, her lower jaw quivering as if she were about to burst into tears. Blood slowly welled up from the cuts on either side of her snout. I scooped her up and rushed back to The Big Green House to further assess the damage. We must have been quite a sight, as I was walking as fast as I could & she was alternately panting and licking the blood off her face.

Once we got back home and I had a chance to clean the wounds, I saw that they were all superficial. Easy for me to say; it�s not my face we�re talking about. She�s got a small cut just under her right eye, a couple of longer ones between her nose and lip on the right side, and a small one on the left side of her muzzle. All very shallow, and all had stopped bleeding by the time I cleaned her up. She�s still kinda shaken up, though; she spent the rest of the afternoon before I left for work under the bed. I was able to coax her out with her traditional �leaving for work� snack; if she hadn�t come out for that I would have been worried.

As it is, I�m just guilty as hell.

bmarkey 7/11/2003 06:07:00 PM