Friday, January 22, 2010
When animals attack...........
Days are like a box of chocolates- you never know what you're going to get.
And at 9pm last night, when I was quickly trying to change the guinea pig cages before bed- I had no idea what we were about to embark upon. Neither did Emi.
While trying to get Giblet out of his cage, he turned grumpy and bit her arm. Only he didn't just bit her, he clamped onto her wrist and started thrashing around the cage until she eventually pulled her arm out- with him still attached. So instead of an 'innocent' bite mark on her arm- he managed to rip a gash out of her wrist about an inch and a half long and a 1/2 inch wide or so.
It was AWEFUL. She was screaming, I was screaming, Allyson was screaming. We were real collected, let me tell you.
3 hours later we were leaving the emergency room, me with frayed nerves and Emily with 4 brand spankin' new stitches.
As she climbed into bed last night, she pressed her face to Giblets cage and with tears streaming down her cheeks, professed her love to him.
I personally am petrified of the wild beast now.