Yesterday while I was cooking dinner I heard a scream and a thud and then Brooklyn crying hysterically. I called to her and told her to come quick and as she came to me her nose was bleeding. I tried to find out what happen, but all she could do was cry.
Heather was there in a heartbeat and held her until she calmed down when she was able to find out that the dog next door had jumped up and bit her on her nose. She was up against the fence standing of a scooter that gave her just enough height to see over the fence of the neighbors. It took only seconds when the dog next door jumped up and bit her on her nose. Heather put ice on it and finally after awhile was able to calm her down. The dog got her good with puncture marks all over her nose. It bled for along time and then finally stopped. Heather call her doctor and told her what happen then the doctor told her to clean it up, put antiseptic on it, put a bandage on it then to come in the morning so she can look at it.
I felt so bad for her and can't believe that it happen. It was so quick and unexpected it just makes you feel so bad. I'm just glad that her nose is still in tacked and the dog didn't take a piece off. Sound gross, yet it will heal and not leave too much damage. Grandma's feel bad when terrible things happen.....
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