Hi hi hi! Ojo here!
Yesterday I had an encounter with the wrong Rat...
I couldn't help it! Chasing the Ratties is part of my job! Catching the Ratties is part of my job! (Plus it is really fun!)
And yesterday I finally got my teeth in the Big Daddy Rat! Hurray!
BUT - Big Daddy Rat fought back!
I won, of course. Big Daddy Rat had a burial in the garbage can. But friends - I am wounded!!
I have two big puncture wounds inside my cheek, and another little one outside on my lip! Yesterday the side of my face was very swollen in a big hard lump!
The people took me to the Place Called Vet, to see the Person Called Vet! (Neither of these are as terrible as Cobi says, by the way, and the Person Called Vet always gives me Very Large pieces of liver so I like her very much.)
But - and this is very weird - they took all the hair off my chin! Then they rinsed my mouth with something yucky-tasting, and they gave me medicine! I felt very weird last night, but much better today thank-you-for-asking!
Also the swelling is much smaller today, so I figured I was good to go and spent my morning hunting more Ratties! (No luck this time though!)
The people say to please use the Power of the Paw to help us ward off infection, which could be very yucky. I do not know what this is, but if it's yucky I don't want it... No infection, please!
And no, you may not see my wounds. I am hiding them, because I am pretending everything is fine so the people will still take me on walks. And play fetch!
But yes... It does still hurt. Ow.