It was a bad day for me but I am OK now.
First off, the photo from yesterday's post of Goldie outside was from last weekend. I was outside too and loved hanging out on the playground!
The PM thought the foxes had made their way back into the deep woods but saw them a couple of days after we went out so we were all put on house arrest again. We have been crazy though about trying to escape. I thought I had the perfect plan.
We had another crazy bird in the woodstove and the PM had the wee ones all in their spots ready for action. The wee lad opens the stove door, the wee lass opens the front door and the PM stands on a chair holding a blanket to block access to the kitchen. Banshee and Goldie were locked in the bathroom and I was asleep upstairs, or so they thought. The doors were opened, the bird flew out and I took off too.
This creature was spotted in the berm earlier and the PM was wondering if the groundhog had a hole somewhere in there.
Well, I saw a hole and went to investigate. There was scrambling, a flash of buck teeth and I was making a bee-line back to the house. I thought my nose felt funny and I knew I was in trouble when I saw the look on the PM's face.
I ended up at the V-E-T as the PM was worried. It did look pretty bad. All these photos are taken after I came back as the PM was too upset before we left. I have cream to put on it for 10 days and I ended up getting my yearly needles at the same time as the vet thought I was OK. She thinks it was probably a gash from the groundhog and we have to watch out for infection.
After a bite to eat, the PM took me up to her bed.
The moral of this story is "If you see a hole, do not stick your nose it in!!!!!!!".
I am going to sleep a long, long time and try to forget about those horrid yellow teeth.