It’s 12:57am, and I have just spent over 3 hours hanging with my dog Mazie. Well, it wasn’t exactly quality time. She had cornered something under the porch and I was trying to get her out of there and let it escape. THe area under the porch is only like 18 inches tall so I couldn’t go in and grab her. Cloda would periodically go down to help and retreat after crying like a girl.

Mazie ended up with some cuts on her face and ears, which caused some dripping of blood and shaking of her head.

I was planning on finding out wehat it was but when I pulled her inside and she was bleeding, I didn’t think of anything else but taking care of her. I’m pretty sure it was a cat though.