I Hate Birds

I think we have figured out what happened to our poor little Puddy, and as strange as it sounds, it really does make sense. We think that a hawk or some other type of large, mean bird, swooped down and grabbed hold of his head and tried to fly away with him. Now that we have had a chance to look at his wound closer, it looks like part of his scalp was ripped away from his skull, and it is now re-healing out of place. Don't think there's anything we can do about that now, but he seems to be doing just fine, enjoying his plush accomodations and venturing outside several times a day. I hate birds.