My poor baby! Today, all of the abuse she has heaped on Pickle in the last 16 months came back to bite her in the...well...forehead. Pickle was so excited when I opened the front door that she pushed past Sarah. Unfortunately, this sent Sarah flying down the concrete steps of our front porch. At first I thought she was okay, but then I realized that she wasn't crying because she was taking a huge breath to let out a HUGE scream! And who can blame her??? Look at the size of that goose egg!
The picture above is how she really looked - sad, but okay. The picture below is how I thought she looked - like she'd just come out of a fight against Apollo Creed!
Here are some more pictures of my brave girl toughing it out. I really love the ones with the evil Pickle lurking in the background...
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