Last night I was happy because Bob forgot to put my icky medicine in my ear. Then at about 10 pm I saw him headed to the bead room to go to bed and I ran in and jumped onto the bed and sat on the gizzy for attentions. Then he told me I was a good girl and reached down and pet my head with his left hand. That was when I saw it. He had the medicine on his pointer finger of his right hand. I tried to back away but the hand that was petting me switched to holding me and he gooped my ear.