having none of it, so hid under the table *she can't reach me there*.
There I was on hoomums lap, Himself was next to us and she started to look at my little hurty paw. I whimpered a lot to get her to leave it alone, but she ignored me.
I then did the most naughty of things, I nipped my hoomum *hangs head in shame* I didn't mean too but I wanted her to stop!
She got the message though, and let me go.
I was off as fast as I could hop and away from her, I know you should never, ever touch a hooman with your teeth and I thought I was in BIG trouble!!!
But no, she was trying to coax me with a chewie, I think she was sad she had made me act in such a bad way by ignoring my requests to be left alone.
After much talk, hoomans decided to leave me to sleep it off and see what I was feeling like in the morning.
This morning my paw is so very badly hurty, I had to be carried down the stairs *I'm rubbish at hopping and kept falling over* as she didn't want me to fall down the stairs and hurt myself even more.
We's off to see the "Nasty Vet Man" now for an emergency appointment.
Paws crossed it's nothing serious, but I's not been allowed any breakfast in case it is *trembles in fear* she like to be prepared my hoomum.