Now, I have been told to pick my words carefully as apparently I may be to blame for this whole, erm, incident. Innocent until proven guilty, I say. Pöh. So, on Monday morning I may have really leapt on Veikko who was quietly sleeping. I may have been a bit snarky with him for a while. He may have been bitten a week or so ago. On Monday evening Äiti came home to find Veikko had grown a hump, as shown.
For some reason I have not been invited to join them. Apparently ystävämme eläinlääkäri says that we can blame kevät (spring) for all this biting and snarkiness. I like this idea since it means it is not my fault. Äiti, however, is not convinced.