Poor little Willa

My little pup is having a tough week and it's only Tuesday. We got back Saturday from a week long trip to Portland where she had the time of her life playing with her BFF Lucy (see photos below). She is now exhausted and I think depressed that Lucy is no longer around to keep her company and to gnaw on her ears. So tonight the depressed and tired little monkey was minding her own business chewing on her compressed rawhide bone when the bone attacked back.  All I heard were little whimpers and yelps and when I looked down the bone had grabbed and stuck on to the delicate skin of her upper lip.  She was immediately rescued but the look in her eye seemed to say, "Seriously, like this week hasn't been bad enough." She is over the trauma of the attack bone and is now back to being just depressed.  Here she is recovering from her attack.  All she wants is her Lucy, is that really too much to ask?