Ouch!

Piper had a fight with...well...I'm not sure what she fought with but she lost. I was coming downstairs and heard her screaming. She ran to the stairs to meet me and I found her face looking like this.


She doesn't want to open her eye much and it looks like she got clawed all the way down her face from hairline to chin. We don't have a cat, so that's out. I'm thinking she bent down to get something under an open drawer on the buffet table and came up and the edge scratched her. Who knows? I'm such a horrible mother. And yes, she still uses plugs. Someday I will take them away. But that day won't be today because the first thing she wanted after getting hurt was her "puh-lug". The second thing was her wailing chair.