Mommy, who usually handles the cuddles post traumatic situation, was MIA for the first few minutes, so Daddy had to cuddle until she showed up (which didn’t take too long because I was REALLY wailing). And then Mommy took over the cuddles with an ice pack until I calmed down. If the incident hadn’t happened on Daddy’s watch, that probably would have been the end. But because Daddy gets super guilty when he feels responsible, the treats just kept on coming. First he brought me a book of stickers so that I could choose one. Stickers often improve not so fun situations, but that wasn’t all. Next, a green lollipop appeared in front of me (huh, I could get used to this). And finally, without even having to ask, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse came up on the TV. No, not a measly little phone or laptop screen; it came up for the WHOLE family to enjoy on the big screen.
Of course I felt better after a minute of snuggling with Mommy, but I could get used to all the special treats… Are you reading this, Daddy?