Sometimes there's never a dull moment around here. And when something bad happens, it'll always be at the most inconvenient time. Take yesterday for example, it's 6:00 PM and pretty much everyone is going or has gone home to be with family and friends for their New Year's celebrations.
Well, at 6:01 PM, Owen and Jetta decide they've had enough of each other
and it's a full on fight.
Result? Well, mom and dad get to take Jetta (who appears to have gotten the worst of it)
to our local animal emergency hospital.
While waiting for Jetta to be seen, my mom and dad are sitting in the corner listening to the chirpy and too upbeat receptionist ask multiple people whether they want their pet's ashes back or an imprint of their paw. My dad's pretty horrified and retreats to the farthest corner
Finally, Jetta is ushered in and the nice vet examines Jetta and locates a puncture wound below the left eye, another puncture wound on his left front leg and three lacerations inside Jetta's right ear.
Jetta's battle damage is listed as minor and the vet believes that Jetta should heal quickly without any lasting issues. He's given a short course of pain killers and antibiotics and my dad is given a bill. Owen appears to have no punctures nor is he showing any signs of injury but my dad will take both combatants in to their regular clinic tomorrow.
Oh, by the way, my dad called Sunshade's mom before driving down to the emergency clinic and Sunshade was attacked shortly afterward by a small dog, so they went to an emergency clinic too. Sunshade suffered some lacerations to her eye muscle but no (thank goodness) damage to her cornea. My dad hopes it wasn't his "bad karma".
So what did you do on New Year's Eve?
