I just discovered what terrifies me more than anything i've ever experienced...it's not a monster, or a ghost, it's not death... It's three little words: "Sunny is hurt." My heartrate probably reached 200+. I called my mom to check in with her(i'm at the beach with my boyfriend and his family), and after about 5 minutes of talking I hear, "Kim called me, Sunny is hurt." Ofcourse, I responded with, "How? Where? Is it bad? Is she okay? What happened?" Apparently she's got a huge gash on her neck(ofcourse a place you can't easily bandage), from an unknown cause. It's about 2 inches wide. My aunt's been putting betadine on it and keeping it clean. She says Sunny doesn't seem bothered when she doctors it, so i'm glad she's not in too much pain. I asked if she needed stitches or a vet, but, from their words, it's not horrible. They said if it looks like it's starting to get infected they'll take her in to the vet. Let's hope it's only mild and has a fast healing.
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