But I have to deny it.
"No, it wasn't me! I didn't have anything to do with that girl!... I mean lolly! "
(Otso thinking - now, where did I hear that line from?...)
But Saturday morning, I couldn't hide it anymore. It was clear as daylight... I was rushed to the Vet. And my secret was out in the open just like that!
Yes, I chomped too hard on that bone and it cracked my molar! Dr.Bugg gave me two injections, dozens of tablets (taste nice so I don't really mind) and I need to see the dentist on Thursday.
And I am on soft diet. On the brighter side, it is yummmier than my dried food!!! And needless to say, no bones for the longest time.