Ouch :c sorry to hear about that!

That sounds a little bit more similar to my incident when I was a child. I was playing on the jungle gym and a kid push me off the playset and I got my forehead busted wide open. I had to get rushed to the hospital and they stitched it up and I still have that scar on my forehead

Ouch, well this happen to me too, but not as a toddler, indeed it was the last year when I was rushing to get at work haha <:D now I has a scar in the middle of my forehead and nasal septum.

Uh oh

Spaghetti-o :O

lol
well she doesnt like being touched and now shes going to be held still and a big needle

Haha you're the first person to notice the notches!

I can't help but wonder at this point... Where are the other two?

And poor baby.... :(

They're (hopefully) in his apartment.

Oh my....Poor wittle pup....and Love the expression at the end.....

Ah shit he's in trouble

Uh, did he left Ruby and Topaz all alone in his apartment?

Dear god this guy is having the WORST first day. And poor Sapphire, but the other little stinkers are hopefully staying out of trouble... hopefully.

Poor pup. it won't be too painful.

That one eye. XD

Stitches make me cringe Dx

Reminds me of the time I busted my lip open and had to get it stitch. I remember being strangely fine with it.

I had stitches at age 4. I wanted to open the door and my sister wanted to also. We were fighting over it and the door was already open of course. My mom told my sister to let go and she did and the knob hit me in the head. Got 6 stitches. I was living in iceland when it happened and the next day we were moving to New York. I still remember waking up while they were stitching me up and it hurt.

both of them just freaked out soo as they saw the needle. the eyes are the only giveaway

Ah the mutual feeling of shock in the last panel is quite funny X3 Kind of worried about what the other 2 cubs back home are getting into in his chaotic departure.

Heh got my first set of stitches on my chin back when I was five. Being the klutz that I still am today, I tripped over my own feet making my way up some stairs and before I could catch myself: Bam! Chin split up horizontally. Don't really remember much of what happened afterwards. It's all a blur.

This reminds me when I was stitched up after cutting on the corner of the coffee table near my eye... it was actually fairly deep... still, yeah, I had to be held down by my dad.

oh boy she's going to go blistick