June 24th 2011 9:40 am
[ Leave A Comment | 1 person already has ]
I am still woefully Sophathetic with the hole on my head. Mom has been religiously giving me my antibiotic and anti-inflammatory/pain killer. She has been putting drops in my eyes.
Today I had a bit of dried flesh hanging off the wound. Mom just had to get it off, for she was certain that she would vomit if she had to continue looking at it. It was just the barest bit of flesh, hanging by a bit of hair.
Mom finally got Oldest Lad to hold me still, and out came the dreaded scissors. I feared for my eye, certain that Mom would miss, and gouge out my eye ball.
Mom managed to maintain a steady hand, and with a minor snip, the dried bit of flesh was gone. I thought she should store it for forensic analysis, to determine whether it was Pennie or Rental Dog Camille who was the Perp of the hole on my head. Mom wanted to maintain a cover-up for the guilty dog, and threw the evidence in the trash.
Leave A Comment | 1 person already has
She's tampering with evidence.
We hope it heals up real fast.