I hate it when that happens! There you are, just sitting there, acting cute and begging for Hope to give you some attention. The next thing you know, there’s something in your ear. And as much as I feel obligated to help you seek medical attention when needed, I’m not sure if this is a job for the vet or the podiatrist. I’ll put out some feelers, and let you know what I HEAR back. HEAR’S Hoping it’s good news. Should I start on the HEARDing jokes, or should I just sit HEAR and wait for the pun police to arrest me?