Poor pooch still has a cone head. The vet says he thinks she’s been finding a way to lick the surgery site even with the cone. She is probably bending it or something, but the wound isn’t healing. So, another week of bucket headness. I also get to play my skills at being Florence Nightingale. I have to treat the wound and wrap it twice a day. Hopefully, she’ll heal.
In other news, yesterday I had a liberating moment that I wanted to share. We’ve had a bunk bed that has needed to be taken apart and my husband hasn’t had time to do it. So, I decided I would. I got a wrench and went to work. I felt like quite the handyman. Eat your heart out Bob the Builder. Watch out for the blind lady with the wrench!
2 comments:
Oh, these dogs can be so clever. Hope it heals soon. Go you with the wrench :).
Kris, so sorry to hear about Nadine, poor girl. But I am very proud of you taking apart the bunk bed! We have one also that has been waiting to be taken apart for about a year. Come on over with your wrench!
Go Girl!
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