Our poor Daisy cut her paw badly on a fence. A strange dog had the temerity to approach our property line, and Daisy flung herself at the fence to address that outrage, injuring her foot pad in the process. We had to visit the doggy ER yesterday evening. Now she’s all doped up and wearing the Cone of Shame:
Poor girl. She’ll be okay. But the next few days won’t be fun for any of us. Boxers are exuberant by nature, even somewhat mature specimens like my two. Enforced confinement makes everyone antsy.
Our other dog, Patsy Marie, resents the extra attention Daisy is receiving and interferes with bandage changes and meds distribution by interposing herself between Daisy and us, hampering our ministrations. She often bowls poor doped-up Daisy over in the process.
Once Daisy recovers, she might just whip Patsy’s ass as payback for this ill treatment. Or maybe she’ll forget the whole thing.
Dogs don’t usually carry grudges, which is one of many thousands of reasons they are superior creatures to human beings. Anyhoo, open thread!