Spike will be the death of me.
Okay, so I was holding Spike again. I found a small drop of what appeared to be blood on my sweatshirt, and since I was pretty sure I wasn't bleeding, I got concerned about Spike. As I was trying to check him out, he got freaked out and ran into my hood again. Then onto the top of my head. Then down my back and into my sleeve. I had to take the sweatshirt off to get him out. I'm still not sure where the blood came from. His feet all look fine and all the front and rear orifices seemed fine. I have no idea. But I'm pretty sure that little rodent is going to drive me insane.
Alana
