He hears a strange noise from the bushes. It sounds like his cats bathing themselves. He moves over to them, peeking in before gasping.
ā Pup! Oh my gosh, you're hurt...! ā
ā”Ā°.ā¢ć ESME HEADLEY ć
licks the still bleeding gun shot wound. He wasn't going to even move from the bushes.
