Here's Max. He looks so sweet.
His injury (BTW, he wasn't supposed to be playing with it).
I tried but couldn't get it to come out so I called T, my trusted friend who fishes all the time. He had a trick to pull it out which he'd seem but not done. Thankfully, Max has a high pain threshold and didn't cry at all. T wrapped the barb in fishing line, laid his hand on the weight and quickly yanked out. Success!! One little hole, hardly any blood and no tears. Some irrigation, neosporin and a band aid and he was good to go.
- Kat
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