Saturday, February 18, 2006

Bloody Playdate

I took my dogs to a French Bulldog playdate for the first time since last March. Beren really enjoys these. Cricket’s just along for the ride.

Frenchies play really well together. They’re not into fighting and they don’t bark too much. There were about 30 of these little piggies romping around having fun and everyone seemed to be getting along. One precocious piebald grabbed a water bottle and enticed the others to chase him from one playroom to another. Beren joined in on this and I tried to keep sight of him but he was blending in with the other brindles.

The pack darted behind a fake tree but I could see his butt and rear legs. All of a sudden someone said, “Whose dog is this?”

Uh, oh, I thought. What did he do?

I hurried over and Beren was lying on the floor with a mouth full of blood!

Luckily, it looked worse than it was. Somehow he had cut his tongue. I never found out how. I’ve never heard of a dog biting its own tongue, so either another dog bit his tongue, or he got hold of the plastic bottle and it had cracked.

Beren is fine, but that was quite a scare.

3 comments:

JamaicanQueen said...

Dogs do on occasion bite their own tongues. My male dobie does this once in a while. Usually when he is really excited. Not much to worry about though unless they bite through it.

Michelle Pessoa said...

Wow, I had no idea dogs could bite their own tongues! I thought only people were capable of that. ;)

BTW, did you have your dog before you had your child? If so, how did you introduce the dog to the baby? I want to make sure everything goes well with the dogs when I bring this baby home.

JamaicanQueen said...

Yes, I had the mother first. But luckily for me Dobies are actually good with children. I just mad sure that the dog "knew" I was pregnant. She would come and lay her head in my lap and sniff my stomach. Before my son was born i made sure that there were certain areas that she didn't have access to in the house this way it wouldn't be a big shock for her. As my son started to crawl I would just let them play with each other with me in the room of course. In fact Snoopy decided that he was more of her "puppy" than he was my son because she would watch him and the whole nine. No one other than his father and I could go near him when he was sleeping. I was a funny thing to watch.