We took Phoebe to the lake, and she loved chasing rocks that Daniel and Evan threw.
It's down there somewhere...
Nice slow-motion of the doggy-shake...
Sigh.
Shortly after the last shot was taken, Phoebe put her nose in a nest of yellow jackets. Everyone started smacking them off, and poor Phoebe was not understanding why. They finally got her in the water to get the rest off.
The result?
Diane (Dan's grandmother) - 1
Don - 4
Pete - 5
Phoebe -12 (including one in her eyelid)
So, the bees certainly appeared to win. And they don't die after they sting, unfortunately. Well, they won until the marina owners showed up with a big can of Raid. And then they lost.
No one else got stung, thank goodness. Though while all this was going on Dan and Evan were in the water, and had to be quickly pulled out because of a lurking water moccasin...
And Phoebe? Got a lot of loving, some baby aspirin and some benadryl. Poor baby...
I hope she remembers the fun and not the bees.
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