Angel On My Paw

That baby has some little angel toy that she's always playing with and
I guess it broke. So I'm walking on the carpet and not paying attention and next thing I know the dumb angel is stuck in my paw. If you've never had an angel stuck in your paw, you don't know real pain. I was meowing like nobody's business and Mike ran in the room and took it out and it still hurt for a really long time. So get this--instead of the baby being kind to me, SHE starts crying and crying. Guy thinks she was trying to steal my thunder because I was getting so much sympathy. Anyway I've just been laying around most of the day and Mike put some gunk on my paw and he and Mona keep looking at it every five seconds to make sure it doesn't get infected. Now that the pain is gone, I'm enjoying being held and cuddled so much.