And I Thought I Was Having A Bad Day
Here I was feeling sorry for myself that I was out on site until very early this morning. Well around 8:00am Angela called me to tell me Harry was bleeding badly and needed to be taken to the Vet. Turns out he just had a small tear in his ear, so he’s okay. I don’t think he’s too happy, though.
While all the forensic evidence isn’t back from the lab yet, we’re pretty sure it was some doggy rough-housing while Angela was busy with breakfast. Sometimes our newer dog, Maggie, doesn’t seem to realize she’s about 2 1/2 times the size of Harry. Harry also doesn’t keep this fact in mind sometimes while wrestling her. The good news is, Harry gets to take the bandage off on Monday.
Poor Harry, poor, poor, poor, poor, Harry. Tell him to call Rock if he needs some backup.
Comment by beq — Friday, January 7, 2005 @ 8:40 am
Beq: Harry will be sure to give Rok a call (well, bark) soon. Those little terriers need to stick together.
Comment by Jason Coleman — Friday, January 7, 2005 @ 9:13 am