(morning writing, dawg)

Carrie is home. We have a soft muzzle coming so that we can restrict her licking. She already licked raw part of her foreleg. It's bandaged now but they wanted air circulation.  And she didn't eat her dinner. Poor thing. Hoping we can get through the rough bit without (more) human meltdowns.

I'm not too achy and stiff from yard work. My professional work looms over me and i wish i were more rested.