i got my first real boo-boo. i was running really fast chasing sheriff, and i kinda lost control of my legs (as i sometimes do) and slammed into the corner of my dad's pole barn. there was a sharp piece of metal sticking out and it made a hole in my shoulder. boy did i cry! it really hurt.
then mom didn't help things. after we went back inside the house, she took a look at my shoulder. then she got this bottle out and held me down on my side and sprayed this burning stuff right into my open wound! hello? i didn't bite her, but i was upset! i squirmed and tossed around. what was she thinking? if i ever smell that stuff again - i'm running the other direction!
-*woof*
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