I haven't left the house since Wednesday, thanks to this flu bug. I'm at that hideous point where I no longer feel like I'm dying, but I don't feel well enough to do much of anything. If I don't get out of the house tomorrow, I'll definitely be able to use "The World is Full of Crashing Bores" as a title, in honor of myself.
But this post isn't about me. It's about my Basset hound Chloe. While running into the house, one of her back toenails got torn from her foot.
She's fine, but Jebus, do you know how much blood comes from a quicked dog toenail, especially from a quicked dog toenail, attached to a dog who has no earthly clue that she's bleeding profusely while tearing through the house?
Our house has an open floorplan, which I usually love - except when I'm coughing up a lung and running after a bleeding dog, trying to put a baby sock on her foot so her bloody foot doesn't destroy my furniture.
You know what? Dogs won't wear socks. Not even tiny little baby socks. Dogs will tear 'em right off, but not before running across the hardwood floor in the living room with the be-socked back leg skidding, unhinged, like it's not even joined to the rest of the low-slung running Basset hound.
I laughed so hard that my other lung came up. I deserved that.
Posted by Robin at February 5, 2005 09:32 PM | TrackBacki think i just laughed so hard i coughed up a lung. i can totally picture you trying to get a sock on chloe, then her tearing through the house while wearing it! too funny. :)
Posted by: kara at February 5, 2005 09:46 PMAW, poor toenailess doggy. I didn't know that basset hounds could actually run :-).
Posted by: mrs at February 6, 2005 02:15 PMThe Running Basset is a sighjt to behold. Oh, what a sight to behold. She hangs out with a foxhound and a sheltie/beagle mix, so she does lots of running. I have the one Basset hound in the world who's trim and svelte.
Posted by: Poppy at February 6, 2005 02:48 PMI do indeed know how much a quicked dog's (or cat's) toe bleeds. I also know how much speed an animal, regardless of being low or high slung can build up tearing across the open floorplan of the house (we have one too). And I know the endless hilarity from putting socks on dogs, as one who would torture my poor labrador retriever while growing up by putting "booties" on her feet just to watch her walk around. However, I am going to steer clear of putting socks on the cats, unless I want my skin removed so I can wear it as a coat. I will say that I am not above spinning a cat around on an office chair just to watch it stumble dizzily around the room. Now that's comedy! :-)
Posted by: Catpants at February 6, 2005 09:24 PMWhen I said "we have one too" I meant we have an open floor plan house... Sorry, I'm tired.
Posted by: Catpants at February 6, 2005 09:26 PM