Have you ever seen something so pitiful in your life?
Perl spent last evening at the emergency clinic. Seems she and the dog next door decided to get into a spat. One minute they were playing, the next we were tearing them apart. It can’t be blamed on either dog, or is blamed on both. I think maybe the other dog was talking trash about Coco leaving.
I suspect that Perl got some good bites in, but so did the other dog. Perl got a couple of puncture wounds in her leg as well as one that tore the skin off the bone a little. That one now has a drain. Then she ripped up one of the pads on her paw pretty well. Both of those have stitches and her paw is wrapped in a bandage. Now she looks miserable and is in some pain, but she will be fine.
