Two of my dog family here in Austin — Niece Cleo and Nephew Puck — were both bitten by a baby rattlesnake last night. On the face. How humiliating… that little reptile punk didn’t even have the stones to wage a fair fight, so he had to resort to sucker punching them.
They’ve undergone treatments of anti-venom and after a scary-as-hell night, seem to be recovering. I’m hoping for the absolute best. For the moment though, I offer this as a response to the whole situation: