Pitiful Pup

Last night, after we made it home and were mostly re-organized, I noticed that Janie (my little dog) was having foot issues. I say issues because I don't want anyone grossed out over here, but her front left paw looked more like a hoof (swollen, infected, fun). She didn't act like it was bothering her, but she's not a complainer, so after some loving on her and some googling by my google expert husband, we (he) decided that she could wait until morning to see the vet.

Fast forward to this morning...
I take Hoofy (aka Janie) in for what I think will be a dose of antibiotics and I'm told I'll need to leave her there! And they're going to sedate her! Whaaaat?!! So I left her. I went to work and worried all morning. Turns out some vegetation had wedged itself up between her toes and made a nice little home there which looked to me like a grosser than your average gross infection.

By mid afternoon, she was ready to go home. Scout (my big dog) had been worried sick all morning and was more than happy to see her sister return home safely. Janie, however, was in no mood to play and took refuge under the desk...and that's when I snapped...

Look how cute she is with her paw all bandaged up!