Today Joan found another bite on me. I knew I had it but didn't complain. She was petting me and then she felt something and started digging through my fur. Sure enough, she felt the scab of where those d*** poodles bit me on my neck, below my ear. It's not too worrisome since it already has a scab, and Joan is making me take these big pills with peanut butter on them! Lucky for me, probably, my thick fur prevented further damage than a tooth scrape - but I bet Joan will take pictures and give it to that owner. I heard her talking on the phone to animal control asking them to put an addendum that I was bit twice on our report!
Other than that, she puts some goop on my big wound that smells. That makes me want to lick it. And sometimes I try and then Joan yells at me to not lick.