So technically it's not Wednesday yet, but the "wounded" part of the post title will continue well into tomorrow.
Pesky Mirabel got gashed at the park tonight. Ribsy may or may not have been at fault. It happened really quickly. One moment they and a couple of other dogs were chasing after the frisbee, and the next moment a pained cry filled the air. At first, Girl thought Mirabel had just tweaked her leg, but then she lifted off her coat to reveal a rather substantial tear along the inside of her leg, with a flap of skin hanging off.
Ewww.
Off to the vet they went, and now she's scheduled to go in for surgery first thing tomorrow morning. So she was sent home wearing the dreaded cone of shame.
Here's a look at her, all bandaged up.
She was definitely not enjoying the confines of the cone.
"Help!" she begged. "Can anyone hear me in here?"
Mirabel tripped on the stairs, banged into the door, and generally was unable to maneuver around or settle down peacefully. So off came the cone and on came the wonderful, amazing, therapeutic BodyShirt from DogGoneChic.
"Ah much better," thought Mirabel.
Thank dog for this shirt. Every whippet owner seriously needs to get one! It's come in handy time and time again for its warmth, coverage and comfort.
Mirabel's now resting on her side in bed, still in pain but at least in a much more comfortable position.
