So, I'm sitting here snacking on some graham cracker bunnies and Pancho jumps up, he's very interested.
I noticed some blood on him yesterday, went through the yard looking for clues to a cat fight, there were none. Then I just assumed he caught a gopher and ate it. Odd, though, that he hadn't cleaned the dried blood off.
I break off a piece of cracker. He can't pick it up.
Okay.
I look in his mouth.
HIS TONGUE IS RIPPED!
GAH!
Vet appointment in twenty minutes.