Ironically the Bug just returned from the vet, having cut herself pretty badly. She had minor surgery and a drain was put in. Now she’s groggy and indignant. What she cut herself on was a mystery until I found broken glass from a picture frame upstairs and proceeded to cut myself on it! She’s fine and so am I, both of us bandaged. At least I don’t have to wear the Cone of Shame . . .

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