I guess if the building of the bodoga (formerly known as the doggie domain) didn’t prove it, the fact that I’ve been treated by a doctor twice this year and both times it was a vet will prove that my life has gone to the dogs! Granted, Diego didn’t mean to do it, but when the vet tried to remove a drain he’d put in his side when he stitched up a 3 inch by 1 inch tear in Diego’s side, Diego reacted and how and I just happened to be the one holding him down when he decided to escape from his muzzle and take off for the door with my foot in the way. I don’t know what his toenail cut, but I was spurting purple blood and so attention to Diego ceased for a few minutes while they gave me iodine-soaked gauze to wipe it with and bandaged it.
I think perhaps the fault for the gash in Diego’s side can be attributed to a long extension ladder left in the grass by the painters and an overzealous play session with Morrie. The ladder has now been hidden away. We couldn’t find any other possibility of a sharp object anywhere outside the house and within the walls.
Because I am vain when it comes to having pictures taken of me, (who isn’t?) I wish he at least had damaged my one remaining “pretty” foot, but alas, it is the one the foot surgeon “ruint.” Now I’ll never be asked to be a foot model.
Here are those wounded in battle so far this week:
(Click for an enlarged view of the damage!)
Here’s another link to the Doggie Domaine story if you didn’t catch it above:
Here’s a link to another Doggie Domaine story if you didn’t follow it from the first one: https://judydykstrabrown.com/2015/10/18/doggie-domain-4-much-ado-about-nothing/
There are two more stories, but you are probably already thinking this lady is over the top if you’ve read the first two, so I’ll spare you. I think there are links to them on the other posts, anyway.