Well, I might as well tell it to you straight. Wednesday night, when Dogdad was combing JH's muzzle, he dislodged a scab we hadn't seen before, and all of a sudden blood started oozing. Mom took him to the vet yesterday morning and before we knew it, JH had his right cheek shaved and was in surgery to fix a puncture wound that had gotten infected.
He spent the night there, and Dogdad will pick him up this afternoon.
The mystery? When did it happen? Who is responsible? I guess it has to be me, as we had a bit of a skirmish about a week or so ago, but no one knew that I must have punctured my brother's cheek.
Mom has been sick to her stomach ever since we discovered JH's condition. Dogdad says, "With kids, it's always something."
No pictures, I think, because JH will be upset enough when he gets home. Pain meds. Antibiotics. Shaved cheek. E collar for two weeks...
But that's the story. I hear we may be separated for awhile so that we don't get into a typical ruckus at noises outside. Mom tried to explain the situation to me; I hope I understood.
A rich and ordered life.
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