We were having a great Mother's Day and then it happened. My son was playing with Phoebe on her leash ( my oldest had the leash in his hands) and she got over-excited, jumped and nipped him millimeters from his eye. Of course, my parents were watching them as I had just cut my hand and needed to wash it inside. I thought I was going to pass out. My husband was at the cell phone store--his phone disconnected, of course--so it took a while to reach him. We raced our son to the ER and they glued--plastic surgeon felt he would have less scarring with this over stitches--the wound together. My son was amazing through it all--I, on the other hand, was not! Thankfully, there seems to be no residual animosity or fear on my son's part toward Phoebe (at least not yet anyway) as I kept explaining to him how she is just a puppy--despite her size!--and that she did not know better. She just wanted to play. Certainly not the end to the day that I had anticipated but, judging from the wound's proximity to my son's eye, it could have been so much worse!
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