My dog Henry is a small Pomeranian who this morning ran into my office area and then dashed uncharacteristically out and back again. He then ran into the closet (he never does this) and dashed back down the hall. On the next dash I stood up and followed him to find out what the excitement was. When we reached the den he sat down and looked at me expectantly.
I didn't get it, so I went back to my room again and he dashed ahead of me. Then I heard it - the sound of a buzzing bee. I couldn't see the bee. The ones in my house usually go toward the light bulbs but no bee was there. Then I realized the problem. Henry had a bee deep in his fur and wanted me to rescue him from her potential attack. I couldn't find the bee and in the end Henry squashed her and left her on the floor near my chair!
I don't think he was stung this time, although he has had that experience before. Every time he goes near the hives, he gets bees in his long black coat. I believe the bees think he is a bear.
oh, wow...caught in his fur? that's something i never would have imagined! glad henry is o.k. :) love the pictures of the flowers..your garden always looks so nice. loved seeing you last weekend ~
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