I’m doing my best y’all to stop licking my leg but once you’ve got a bobo it’s hard not to think about it.
Here’s what the hole in my coat looks like. You can see that I’ve made it very uniform. Almost like it’s shaved.
Ma says the trick that stops the lick is to keep busy so I’ve been out and in and out and in and out and in some more. I’m playing game hunting in our yard.
That reminds me that the niece took off after a bunny yesterday on our trot so Auntie Carol got to witness her naughtiness first hand.
Now I have to admit this particular bounder was on steroids and was the size of a corgi so it was worth chasing.
Fortunately Auntie Carol was holding me and Ma was able to capture Jaws pretty quickly as the rabbit ran into a yand bordered by a fence and a stream.
Strangely Ma didn’t even scold that much. She’s become more mellow for some reason.
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Booming Banter 