When I came in and saw him, I thought the orange sauce mixed with blood was all blood... until I came close enough to smell the vinegar in the air, stopped, and looked quizzically at him. After many buffalo chicken wing jokes, we released him and all was well....
A few hours later, another trauma was called and I was surprised to see Mr. Tabasco back so soon. He had fallen after taking a nap because he was very dizzy and got up too quickly. This time, he had a spleen lac and had to get sent to the O.R. : (
Poor Mr. Tabasco.
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