We have covered the mess with flour, flour & sugar paste (the Vet's suggestion), and liquid bandage. The problem is every time she plays frisbeetoy (cue heavenly choir) it opens back up. So she hasn't played. For a few days.
She does not respond well to forced idleness. When outside, she carries the F.T. hoping someone will toss it. When she is inside, she tries to entice Comet (who, last I checked, is 180 years old) into a game of, well, anything. Needless to say that doesn't go over so well.
So tomorrow we will attempt the F.T. chases again hoping that the poultices don't need to be resumed.
Because a girl must have her diginity.
5 comments:
A speedy recovery to her. I am sure she will be catching frisbees soon.
Well she looks very pretty despite! I love the hair.
she looks lovely & serene with her long flowing locks. maybe she's meditating, trying to make someone play with her.
She's back to catching F.T's. And I think she had her eyes closed because she was wishing really, really hard for some quality play time.
Cute picture. I hope she feels better soon.
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