So it seems Tucker can't stand to go a month without visiting the vet. Andrew was at home with him on Thursday afternoon when he decided to jump into the bushes and came out with a deep cut on the top, inside of a back foot. Of course I get the "uh-honey Tucker cut his foot and I think it needs stitches" call. Luckily I was already headed to the house so I got there, picked Drew-fus and dufus, and off to the vet we went. We came home with a purple polka dot bandage and a staple...with instructions for staple removal at home in 7 days and frequent (nightly) 10 minutes flushes with running water...oh and another round of antibiotics...
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OMG - He reminds me of Jake Ouzts; we were always at the vet with Jake. (and only southerners give their dogs their last names)
The vet needs to give professional courtesy discounts to y'all! :-)
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