My normally sweet girl, Bubbles, must have been having a hormonal moment last week and Loofah rubbed her just the wrong way. I got a call while at work from my daughter saying we had to get Loof to the vet because Bubbles had bitten him on the lower jaw. I rushed home to pick them up and was horrified by what I saw. The bite had gone thru the lower jaw, splitting it like it had been struck with a cleaver. Poor Loof had to have his jaw wired back together and the soft tissue repaired. This photo was taken a couple of days post bite and the swelling has now gone down considerably and his jaw looks more normal. I think he will heal nicely and have only slight scarring.




