Boy, oh boy. When it rains, it pours, right? A few days ago, mom had to take our doggy friend Apollo to the vet because he had swallowed something he wasn't supposed to. They had to do surgery to remove it, and he still hasn't come home. Mom seemed really sad, and I don't think I did much to help. When she checked me over today, she noticed a boo boo on my goolies. She cleaned it out really well and started me on an antibiotic because it's a little infected. I wish I could tell her how I got the boo boo, but to be honest, I don't even remember. Mom checked everyone else over very thoroughly and didn't find any more boo boos, but she did find a little bit of scabbing on Tepig. She is going to go ahead and dose us for bed bugs when I'm all healed up. I'm in a hospital cage all by myself for now on paper towel bedding so that nothing gets in my sore. Mom is keeping me in the living room so I'm not really ever alone. She is my buddy. I hope things get better for her soon. I'm gonna go get some sleep so I can heal up! Goodnight y'all!