That dog is going to scare me to death one day…
Holy shit, mentally exhausted. I had been out buying groceries, and when I get home I see Bosco limping like fghdfjfd and crying in pain. There was blood on the floor and I thought that “shit, he’s dying” Turns out he had “just” chewed up the wound in his paw again… I was afraid he’d bite me if I tried to clean it, so I put the muzzle on him and cleaned it and put some ointment on as quickly as I could, all while he was almost howling and twisting. Got a bandage on as well… He was shivering and shaking and completely panicked, I think he was certain that I was going to kill him, cause he showed his throat and just laid plain on his back in my arms as I tried to calm him down. A bowl of frolic (candy food for dogs…) later he’s my friend again, but I’ll just let him chill out for a good while before I try anything… He’s still shaking… but I feel more sorry for me who had to do that to him… and clean up blood from the floor…
