It was raining here on Tuesday which means drying off the puppies paws after they’ve been outside. Duncan came in first and I got his dried. Then Ciera came in. While I was trying to dry hers she decided to roll over on her back; to make it easier for me? Danged if I know. But Duncan thought “Hey! Play time!”; although in fairness he pretty much thinks it’s always play time, especially if Ciera is accessible. I was bent over and Duncan tried to play with Ciera. Which involved jumping up, front legs only. And the top of his hard head smacked right into my mouth. I was afraid he had knocked some teeth loose; thankfully he didn’t.
As soon as he hit me, and I obviously yelled in pain, he took off outside. He stopped while he was still in the porch and looked at me. I couldn’t stay mad at him, he had the most pathetic look of guilt on his face. The poor pup. So now I have a very bruised lip, although the swelling has gone away.