Our recovering diabetic is not having a good weekend. She’s licking and chewing on her back legs until they’re raw. But if we gave her steroids to deal with those problems, we could send her pancreas into a tailspin. So we’re stuck with the bad fashion statement and letting her back leg heal over the next couple of weeks. So, instead of begging me for food, now she’s bumping into walls and furniture.
Maybe she’ll be speaking to me again by Monday. . . unless she sees this picture on my blog!