Well, all right; I'll tell you anyway!
Lady Magnon (red trousers, black espadrilles) took the two dogs for a walk two nights ago. As usual they ran off into the woods in search of real or imaginary foe. Lady M then heard a terrific squeal, and the boys returned, hot paw, looking rather sheepish. Only when she was brushing Bok some time later, did she notice a perfectly round (non-bleeding) hole in his side, the size of a 50p coin (3cm diameter).
So, yesterday morning it was off to the Vet's, and a few stitches later, this is how he returned.
White patch; stitches. Purple patch; anaesthetic. White lampshade; ear trumpet.
Poor old Bok. Never a dull moment; I think he does it on purpose just for the attention!
The mystery is; what caused it? Wild boar, Roe deer, Badger? Unfortunately we'll never know.