I was not as attentive to her as I should have been (for both our sakes) yesterday (writing) and near the end of the day, as I was STILL at my computer, she hopped up onto my desk and signaled that she wanted to give me loves bites on my hands. A common game we play. This time however, for the first time, she bit me hard, drawing blood. “God, Eleven,” I said to her out loud. Now I see, as you can, that I might have gotten an infection. I don’t think so but those are pretty diffuse red splotches around the bite marks.
