This is me again but sad and downcast this time around. It's because of that clash on Monday afternoon when I was attacked by some ruthless dogs in the street on my way to the bus stop, as I wanted so much to go that road dad does every morning when he is off for work, so I slipped out of my yard when the cleaning lady left the house. It was an unfair fight but I fought like a trooper, they couldn't knock me off. One of them sank his teeth into my hind leg. I was lucky I didn't get any broken bone, nor bleeding wounds, but the bastard slashed my thigh. And that's painful, believe me. Dad rushed me to the emergency clinic when he got home in the evening, they X-rayed and resuscitated me with injections and perfusions. So, here I'm now, convalescing in these pictures, also featuring mom petting me trying to heal and alleviate my pain.