

She still manages to be able to chew on her little piece of raw hide. She is not very happy to have her pics taken. She loathes that dang e-collar. Hang in there Josie! Just a couple more days!
And then we have our skinny kitty. She is doing much better, but she still does not eat very much. I, the faithful kitty owner that I am, have stood steadfast by dutifully watching the litter box for any clear signs of a bowel movement. Yesterday, I think we were successful. Luke, the lucky fellow that he is, came home as I was cleaning the box. We had a little show and compare with two sets of very different poo. I know what you are asking, where are the pics? But, I will spare you. And no! I did not take pictures. Although, I did think about it later.
Look at how skinny she is. It is pretty sad considering she is the glutton of the family.
And here we have the very portly Sully.
And a side by side having a little treat time. She seems to be ok and eating a little more each day. I don't know how long it will be until she gets back to normal. She was not very big to begin with.
And then we have Josie. Somehow she managed to cut her foot open in the backseat of Luke's truck. Luke and Kristian took her to the vet where they had to stitch her foot up. Now I know for sure that we have a good dog. How many dogs would stand in the kitchen sink like this while their crazy owner took their picture. Her foot is pretty sore and she hobbles around on 3 legs it is pretty sad to see her hurting. I think it is about time for her pain meds. She also gets to go to work with me next week. I would sure hate to leave her to her own devices who knows what she would do to herself.
Here she is after a 3 hour nap putting on her best sad face. Now everyone all at once, "Aaaaaaaahhhh Poor Baby!"