Bitey and the Bee Stings


Mommy said you cost us $200 at the vet today for those bee stings.

You know what I got for being stung on the nose? A Benedryl!

I guess it's pretty obvious who Mom loves best.

When my paw feels better, I am so going to slap him.

You might feel yourself on life’s ladder’s low rung

If you wake up each day with a paw that’s been stung.


Teeny Tiny Toby’s Terrible Tuesday Temper Tantrum



…which really took place on a Monday…but I am posting about it on a Friday!

I got fortunate in that Toby decided to throw one of these fits in front of the vet.  She was taken aback at the viciousness of his outburst.  She said that this is simply what he does when he doesn’t get his way, and no one should give in to him or he will learn that this is how he gets what he wants.  The down side?  This


I was feeling happy that my little monster had largely outgrown this phase, until today.  Then ol’ crabby pants showed up again to say that he did not appreciate the hug I gave him after supper.  Looks like I had better keep the Band Aids handy.



To read more of Bitey’s adventures, pick up a copy (or download a Kindle version) of his book A Tired Mommy Is a Good Mommy, available at Amazon.