Last time I tried to blog every day for a month, I made it. That was back in November. Since then, you've gotten to read about my dog's run-in with a vicious wild feline and her recovery, but little else. Speaking of which, she's doing much better.
You can see her wounds are healed and the hair is growing back. She's wearing her normal collar again. But still likes to lay as close to me as she can get. To paraphrase Groucho Marx, if she were any closer, she'd be in back of me.For a few weeks after the incident, Ripley didn't want to go outside by herself. She was pretty gun shy -- or cat shy. But now, she's back to her old self, barking at the neighbors and the neighbors' dogs. She even managed to give me a big bruise while we played together. She grabbed for her toy but got my fleece-covered arm instead. Little dog has a big bite.
She's back to thinking she's a big dog again, and nothing can defeat her. And that's fine with me.
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"Hey, hey you can do it if you set your mind to it, if you set your mind to it you can DO IT, DO IT, DO IT!"
Yep, I was a cheerleader in a former life and that's my cheer for you and NaBloPoMo!
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