WAIT!
Before you call CPS, let me explain...
You see, what had happened was...
I was crawling around Sparky's house - chasing Petey, cause that mohawked pooch looked like he needed a good slobering on, and I just forgot that I needed my arms to crawl ans **WHAM** next thing I know, Sparky is crying, and I am fussing and my face kind of stings...
Ah well, I am not a sissy - so I quit the fussing fast. Thugs don't cry!!
And besides, this bruise makes me look tough.

