I was debating whether or not to post this, but I thought maybe someone else out there would have an equally embarassing story to make me feel better, LOL.
About 3 hours ago I put Ben to bed and went to bed myself with SO. Ben was fine for about an hour, then he started whining like crazy. I waited til he calmed down and let him out, thinking maybe, he had to pee....he did. OK, back to our respective beds we both go. Now, it is boiling hot here because we are having a heatwave, so of course Ben is drinking loads of water. Another hour goes by and he whines like crazy again, so I wait to let him out until he's calm and take him to pee again. I am training him to go outside, but there is paper by the back door in case we don't make it. I took him to the paper because it is so darned hot here I am sleeping with nothing on but a smile and didn't want to give any insomniac neighbours a thrill.
I bend down to praise him for doing his business...and he
bit my nipple.
OH my freaking god did that hurt. I put him back to bed and ran upstairs crying because it hurt so much...when they say razor sharp teeth they are soooo not kidding. Was good for some sympathy from SO but I honestly think my scream may have scared Ben. I am now still awake and downstairs with him because he can't settle - due to the heat or me, I don't know.
Kate