I am, however, relieved about the bullet decision. The idea of stray bullets flying through my backyard does not make me happy.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Another late post because of yet another dog emergency . . . this time involving poor Anna the poodle, who is now at the vet's office getting a big leg laceration stitched up. Given the season, my first fear was that she'd been grazed by a stray bullet, but the vet thinks it might be a bad wild-animal scratch. What it looks like to me is a barbed-wire tear, but we don't have any such thing on our property, and Anna isn't a wanderer. Ah well. I always wanted vet bills for Christmas, and now I have them.