Several. One, Bus Stop Bambi humiliated my daughter. Last one my brother gave me broke me of the habit. Bullet wound to the neck proved to be a pus filled fang mark. But I was too excited to realize nothing looked right between the skin and the meat until frying up some back strap with my bloody finger bandaged up. (super sharp knife cut.) Had to get so many shots I forgot what for. No need for rabies series in our area, thankfully!
