I bear a scar on my lip from my RB Goldie. She really didn't mean to do it! She only wanted to pat my face while I was kissing her sweet little furry belly, however her nails were badly in need of clipping which resulted in a cat-slashed lip that bled profusely!

Now that she's gone, I wear that scar proudly and remember my sweet little golden girl and her oh-so-soft fluffy belly.