I was reminded again this morning of what wonderful temperaments our Aussies have. My toy girl, Robin, stepped on a branch of pencil cactus (the kind with needles for thorns) brought in by the wind last night, and she stopped, just like that. She is used to stepping on cactus periodically and she usually just waits with her foot up until somebody comes to pull it out.
Well, this one was bigger and deeper than ever before. She began to cry when I pulled off the big piece, but didn't try to get away or bite me, just cried. I thought that was it, so I walked away. She stayed still, with her paw up, so I went back and found another long thorn deeply in her pad. I pulled it out and it began to bleed. Again I walked away but she didn't. One more time, and there was a long white thorn hidden in her hairy cannon bone (I forget what its called on dogs) She wanted to get away but didn't, although she did cry while I got hold of it. I wanted to cry too. As soon as I got that one out, she began to bounce around and lick me like I was the one hurt. Gosh, I do love that dog!
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