Wait...What happened exactly?

This morning I was a little nervous about the day's events...field trip, substitute teacher for the second day AND my first observation by my university professor all in the same day. So, it was nice to be greeted by one of my friends with a big hug when she arrived this morning. After the hug, she proceeded to look up to me and say:

"Mrs. Barnett, I need a band-aid NOW!"

I said, "Why, what happend?"

She said, "I got bit by something! I was bit by some kind of animal!"

I said, "What? What bit you?"

She said, "I think it was a gerbil."

I said, "Where did you get bit by a gerbil."

Her answer, "On my finger!"

I said, "No, not where did it bite you, but where were you when you when it bit you? And how did it happen?"

She said, "I was at my friend's house waiting on the bus. I wanted to pet it, but I think my hand smelled like meat or cheese or something, and it bit me!"

Sure enough when I checked there was a little bite mark on her finger that I assume came from a gerbil. Now I can officially say that I have treated my first gerbil bite!