Last night I hear this blood curdling SCREAM coming from the kitchen. I thought maybe Lula was dying.
Ellie and I run in there to see if she’s ok. Lula is limping so I pick her up (she’s still crying and whining) and look at her feet. I spread her toes and lodged in between her toes and under the fur is…
A kibble. Lula stepped on a kibble and it got stuck between her toes.
I pull it out, her eyes get all big and she gives me the “cookie?!” face. She eats the kibble.
Here she is traumatized. See how traumatized she is? And the evil kibble.