It was too horrific to talk about at the time, but the last time I took care of Buddy Boy, the remarkable little dog, he was attacked by another dog. We had just headed out for an early evening stroll through the neighborhood, and had only gotten around the corner, when a female black lab ( I know, right?) broke from her leash and oh, I don't want to go into details but it wasn't pretty. I managed to pull her off of him but not before she sank her nasty fangs deep into his thigh. I like almost all dogs, but don't mess with my Buddy!
Several hours later he emerged from the emergency vet shaved, stitched, and with a very unpleasant looking drain installed in his leg. Poor little guy! He was in the house for a week, recovering. This picture was taken on his first outing, outside of Peet's Coffee Shop, where he graciously accepted the good wishes of his very large fan club.
