First of all, we want to assure you that dogmom had nothing to do with this, other than she took the pictures. She didn't beat Opie, I swear it. In fact, she has never hit either one of us, which is why we're so glad that we get to live with her.
See, Friday night when dogmom got home, she found out that we raided the new special treats that she bought for us. She doled them out only one per day and we decided that we really liked them by the second day. So, we helped ourselves after Randi left but before dogmom came home. And yes, we ate the WHOLE bag.
Then, on Saturday afternoon when dogmom opened the front door to pick up a package that was delivered, Opie got a wild hair and decided to take off through the door. It was cold, but that didn't seem to matter to him. He kept running and running and running. Dogmom tried to chase him and catch him; but he's still too fast for her.
Eventually, she tried to convince him that we were going for a car ride and opened the back of the Explorer. But he didn't jump in. Instead, he ran across the street and jumped into the neighbor's SUV. What a dope. Anyway, dogmom caught him when he did that.
When they came in the door, she looked worried. He was making some blood tracks on the carpet. So, she had him lay down on the blanket on the couch and looked at his paws. She was very worried and got the doggie first-aid kit out of the closet. She cleaned and wrapped his paws.
Then, she took pictures of his new bruises. He must have tried to jump over something and missed. That's what dogmom said, since all the bruises are on his belly and inside of his thigh and because of the cuts on the pads of his feet. We're gonna keep a really close eye on him, let me tell ya!