A Miserable, Sick Pooch

When I returned from a recent trip, I was met at the door by this poor little fellow: our dog, Laddie, who had visited the vet earlier in the day.

Swollen, runny eye.
A shaven leg.
Elizabethan collar.
Two stitches in his left eyelid.

Ouch!  If this had happened to me (especially those stitches) I’d be a bed case for a week.  I wouldn’t be wearing the collar, though, because I think I could be trusted not to scratch the stitches.

P.S. The biopsy on the eyelid bumps came back negative, so Laddie won’t stay a miserable, sick pooch for long!