Sam and I found some dried blood in Jack's ear! We don't know where the wound is right now, we're waiting for the stuff to flake off. I'm worried that Rudyard did it while they were wrestling; he can't hear Jack when Jack's calling out uncle. I guess I just figured that Jack would be able to shake Rudyard off if they got too rough.
God, I feel terrible! Everytime something happens to my little ones, I get mad at myself for not catching it sooner. Although, how could I catch it sooner? They were out earlier today twice and Jack had no problem in his ear. Unless he did and I just didn't notice.
Errrgh! I'm mad at myself. He seems okay. He's playing and running around the house without Rudyard right now (Rud's asleep). I wonder if he's had this problem for the past couple of days and it has causing him stress and discomfort; essentially, I'm wondering if it is linked to the green stool I had found in the cage.
Jack also has sooooo many fleas. I don't understand where they come from. Rudyard doesn't get any, or many, as far as I can tell. I might have to just wash everything down and spritz the place.
Yuck yuck yuck. I'm unhappy.
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