Taking him to a hospital never occurred to her, though if she'd known about the vet, she would have called him. As it was, she did what she could to at least clean him up, pressing hot towels to the worst of the wounds gently, remembering something about drawing out poison and wishing she could remember what it was, fully.
She couldn't push her own fear on him, so she bit it back, focusing on trying to take care of him as best she could and not dissolve into tears.
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Date: 2013-07-10 05:28 am (UTC)She couldn't push her own fear on him, so she bit it back, focusing on trying to take care of him as best she could and not dissolve into tears.