The ball of fur I adopted from the animal shelter decided it would be a good idea to wriggle her way through a wrought iron safety rail and jump four feet down onto a pile of river rocks in my back yard. She did not break any bones, but she did some damage to the spay the animal shelter had performed just five days earlier.
Consequently, her parental unit had to take her to the vet for a new surgery to repair the hernia she created.
This is the result.
Day Seven in the puppy adventure begins.
Categories: The Kids