While Irma was pounding Florida, the FG was pounding my human. We learned something this weekend. Human funny bones are really not all that funny. Especially when they meet a flying Picard...
On Saturday, after we went for our morning walks and had our breakfast, my human went to visit her mother. I think we should have gone along, however her apartment building does not "allow" pets. That's not to say we haven't been smuggled in previously. Mind you, never all three of us at the same time. But on Saturday, none of us went.
Anyway, when my human came home in the afternoon, we were all excited - as if she had been gone for 3 weeks. We raced around outside and barked at each other - like we had never seen each other. We were barking and spinning and ripping hair off one another. A joyful time. At one point, Einstein and I ran in the house, anticipating dinner and my human shut the door. She figured she would play some fetch with the FG to tire him out a bit. So she threw the fetch toy. And he raced to get it. And she repeated the exercise. And he raced out again. And all was going great. Until at one point the FG brought back the toy, and then went to lay down on the grass. And he was watching my human get ready to throw the toy again. And she was revving the FG up by saying "Get ready..." And JUST as she wound up to toss the toy, the FG launched himself to attempt to grab it BEFORE it was thrown. In the process, my human had started to turn with the toy in her right hand. And as the FG went to grab the toy, mid-air, his teeth came in direct contact with my human's funny bone. The funny bone isn't exactly a bone - it's actually the ulnar nerve that runs through the elbow and down the arm. And when you hit it, the feeling is hardly funny. You experience a combination of pain and numbness at the same time.
Anyway, my human actually heard a "clunk" and immediately thought he had broken her elbow. Her arm went numb. She stood still, trying to imagine how she was going to manage with a cast on her right arm. She can sometimes be a BIT dramatic. She stood there holding her elbow and saying "oh no. Oh no." And she noticed her arm was actually bleeding. In the meantime, the FG was jumping around and waiting for her to throw the toy. So she put the toy in her left hand to get him to run off and threw it straight up in the air. And it landed on the roof. The FG just stared at the roof. By now my human was starting to get sensation back in her arm and fingers - so she figured her elbow was NOT broken. And she wanted to get that toy OFF the new roof. As if it would somehow harm the new shingles. So she walked with her injured, bleeding right arm into the garage, pulled out a step ladder and a long tree cutting tool and went to retrieve the retrieval toy. At this point, she had put the FG in the house - the last thing she wanted was for him to jump up on the ladder with her. She was able to reach the toy and get it off the roof.
I must add that my human was not upset with the FG - he was just super excited and it was an accident. She put a cold compress on her elbow, the bleeding quickly stopped and yesterday the bruising didn't look bad at all.
So there are several morals to this story...
1. Be extra careful when revving up a young Picard.
2. When you hit your funny bone, it does not mean your elbow is broken.
3. Do not attempt to throw fetch toys with your non-dominant hand.
Never a dull moment ...never.
Have a good one. Peace and paws up.
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