Stung!

No post from us at the weekend because

we had a Drama ...

Archie got stung on the paw by a bee as we were

enjoying a nice relaxed stroll round the Chiltern Open Air Museum.

It swole up hugely and he couldn't put any weight on it at all.

This meant that the Madwoman had to carry him back to the car.

It couldn't have been more than half a mile but from the way she

was puffing and panting by the time we got there you'd think she'd run a marathon.

Anyway, Archie had antihistamines and Apis Mel and an icepack and a bit of Grandma's roast beef and is now feeling much better. 

We think it was probably the roast beef that did the trick.

 

Ow

Doing my own first aid

I was running around this morning, chasing after my squeaky stuffed bunny and generally minding my own business when a bee jumped up from the grass and bit me on the leg. I ran back to the Madwoman, shaking my leg and she removed the sting, but it still hurts. She has given me some Apis and bathed it with a cold compress, neither of which are what I want. It hurts! I'm suffering! I need treats!
All expressions of sympathy are welcome, but more importantly, please remember that get-well-soon treats are more crucial to making a speedy recovery.