This is peace after two hours of playing.
“Sunday was totally a fun-day: puppies galore. And hot guys.”
She was the most relaxed of them all-
with brindle paws and cheeks.
Friday: Barnaby, with as rough and tumble as he is, experiences many bumps and bruises. After our weekend excursion to the coast from the last post, he injured his paw, resulting, we think, in a foxtail mishap that caused his toe skin to become inflamed. The vet, after an emergency visit Friday morning, was concerned enough to want to put him under to do a bit of exploration. After hours at the vet, an IV, and more pills of antibiotics than any dog should have to digest, Barnaby heads home to recover. He was drugged and loopy, sleepy of course, and crashed on the couch for the rest of the evening. Wes, who is never without his brother, came to work with me. He acted drugged and loopy too, and slept probably as much as his brother.
The office is so exciting.