Since it was cold and windy that day, I immediately wrapped him in a blanket (even though he was black instead of his normal white/yellow color). His paws were bleeding since he had struggled to climb the pit walls for how ever long he was in there and scraped off his toenails. When the blanket was soaked, I pulled some freshly laundered warm towels from the dryer and continued to try to warm him. After an hour, he was still bleeding, weezing and shivering, so I called the vet, who of course wanted to see him. After laying under a heating lamp and being pumped full of antibiotics, he came home, safe and happy. (And by the way, I did change my clothes and get cleaned up so I wouldn't smell like pig poop all day)
Oh, the joys of being pet owners! May I ask again, who wanted these dogs, anyway??!!!
I read this yesterday, and wanted to share:Give me a few minutes, I'm working on getting something clearer but I'm not having much luck - if you are unable to read this small print, email me at firstname.lastname@example.org and I will be happy to send you a larger copy. It is just too good not to read!
We will start the study of the book of James on Monday. Talk to you then!
Have a great day and a great weekend
Living fearlessly in Christ