When I let our puppy out to pee this morning shortly after 6:30, somehow (odd, that) I didn’t foresee a trip to the Emergency Pet Hospital some 15 minutes later.
As usual we let her out the back door to do her business. And as usual, before I did so, I checked out the back door for those elusive bunnies that terrorize the neighborhood. I didn’t (unfortunately) see the one hiding in the scrub behind the lot. Sparkle did, however, and made chase across the length of the neighborhood. Shortly after passing out of sight under a nearby fence, she emitted a pained yalp and I following (much further) behind found her limping back. A gaping wound was drizzling on her front left leg, she having impacted at full speed with a utility marker post sticking from the ground.
As I write she is likely in minor surgery recieving stiches to seal the gash. I will update later.
Say hello to conehead-revisited.