Crusty Paws

Sometimes when I feel like cuddling, I climb on top of Mom's lap while she's watching TV. As sneaky as I can, I scoot myself up all the way up to her chest. But sometimes on my journey, I hear "Ow Swish!". Now I know I'm not the skinniest dude, but I'm not that huge, so I know it's not that I'm too heavy. I finally asked Mom why she kept 'ow-ing'. She said my paws hurt her. They're crusty and rough against her skin.

Mom heard about BAG BALM from another blog and that it was good for crusty stuff. Like dry noses and paw pads. She found some at the store and thought she'd try it out on us. The other night, it was time to experiment on me.

These were the tools.

 Yes, those are dog socks.

Mom tricked me! She asked me to lay down on the bed like she was going to give me a belly rub, but rubbed that stuff on my paw pads instead and slipped on these silly socks!

 Even used masking tape to make sure they wouldn't come off.

 It's kind of hard to walk around in these.

 I'm high stepping like a Champion Clydesdale!

Swish: How long do I have to wear these things?
Mom: I'm going to leave them on all night. I know you, you'll just lick your paws clean. We're going to bed now anyway.
Swish: All night?! What if they cut off my circulation?
Mom: They won't. I didn't put them on that tight.
Swish: Not to you. 

Wish me luck furiends.

Lots of licks,

Swisher

Pee.S. She put some one my nose too, but I licked that off. Bol.

Pee.pee.s. In the morning, I only had one sock one. Bol!