Sunday, December 4, 2011
Wounded Dog
Mandy did pretty well today, walking in 18°F... right up until her back legs fell through a slotted rain grate that was hidden under a fluffy layer of snow. She climbed right out in the blink of an eye, and kept walking at first. Then pulled up short, a couple blocks later. Probably the cold and trauma together were just too much. So I carried her inside my coat the rest of the way back to the car. Nothing seems broken, and what I thought was a streak of blood down her leg turned out to be just a shadow. She seems ok now, cuddled up under a blanket on the sofa, watching the downhill race at Beaver Creek. Very peaceful moment for the both of us.
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