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Originally Posted by bWY39  I confess that today I was in the yard doing some work.
I was reaching up to push a hose over the gate when I stepped back and trod on my poor little man's foot.
Poor Raggs gave out a terrible scream which went on an on for ages. Picking him up and cuddling him did not stop the poor little chap he was just so upset.
I got to thinking that I may have broken his leg but by this time I was a mess and Joan had to take over and check him out.
Joan soon got him to stop crying with a bit of cheese then she put him down to see if he had a limp when he walked.
The little so and so did nothing more than to run after Ruby and beat her up in a play fight.
I sat and watched him for half an hour looking for signs of damage to his front leg, nothing at all.
The sound of that screaming will be with me for a long time to come I still feel so bad about it.  |
I confess that someone sure knows how to pull Daddy's heartstrings and tie them up in a big 'ol knot
