Rosie learns of the birds and the bees (Just the bees, really)

Rosie has been causing all kinds of trouble lately. She ripped the arm and ear off her new monkey toy that we brought her home from our Boston trip. She decided to roll in a big fat fresh turd about 40 minutes before I had to go to work. It was smeared all over her shoulder, collar and ear and I had to throw her in the tub super fast because she REEKED.

Rosie’s most recent adventure happened on Wednesday morning. We had gotten up, went for our routine morning walk with D around the nature parks so that Rosie could look at the ducks and came home so that D could get ready for school. I decided I was going to be super productive that morning and packed Rosie up in the car to run some errands. After stopping at the bank and walmart, we came home and unloaded from the car. Rosie had found one of her toys in the back seat and flopped out of the car with it in her mouth. She started zooming around the parking lot with it because she wanted me to chase her. It was really adorable and I thought, hey, I got some stuff done this morning, I can take a few minutes and play with this sweet girl.

Well, 15 minutes later, after chasing each other and playing a good strong game of tug, Rosie and I started heading back across the parking lot to our apartment. I had turned my back on her for one minute to get a bag out of the car and within that minute, Rosie found a bee and decided, as any normal dog would, that it was something she should try to eat.

When I turned back to her, she was jerking her head around and acting like she had eaten something disgusting. She kept sticking her tongue out like she was trying to spit something out. She followed me up the stairs, but was still acting like something was in her mouth. When I tried to look in her mouth, she flipped out and jerked her head away. I went inside to get some breakfast and within 20 minutes, Rosie’s lip had swelled up into this giant lump.

I immediately called the vet and they had us come in right away in case her throat started to close. Rosie was happy to go for another car ride but was immediately mad at me when she realized we ended up at the vet. She refused to get on the scale (she’s 48.8 pounds now! stop growing) and kept growling and barking at the dogs down the hall. We were seen immediately by our vet, who gave her a giant injection of benadryl to bring down the swelling.

It took about 20 minutes for the benadryl to kick in, but once it did, Rosie passed out and within 2 hours her lip was back to it’s normal size. Phew.

I felt so bad all morning about how bad her lip looked and how sore it was. I felt like a terrible fur mom for turning my back on her and letting her eat a bee when I wasn’t looking. But then I remembered taking those 15 minutes to play chase and tug with my sweet girl and how happy she was to roll around in the grass, and to have someone chase her around. Even though it was a rough ending to a fun morning, I am glad that I took advantage of the time I had to play with her.

Rosie is my best bud and I am glad she is feeling better again. But she’s definitely learned her lesson-and has stayed away from anything that buzzes around…for now.