Unfortunately, she very much knew what caused it. Tilda kept her head ducked behind her hand as she explained: “I was erm - in one of my vivariums and got in the middle of a den of mooncalves. It was feeding time, and one got too eager and head butted me.” She gave a wince, removing her hand as she now wondered if she was beginning to sport a bruise. There was a spot that seemed more tender than the rest just near the top of her forehead. She let the bench take her weight and leaned back a little. “I’m sure it’s just a momentary dizzy spell.” She reassured.