Bob and I were running errands yesterday. We keep Pilgrim and Izzy out in a big penned in area. Thinking they are safe. Well.....we got home and let the dogs in and Izzy bounces into the house all happy. I keep calling Pilgrim...He finally gets to the door and can hardly move. I'm thinking that he got cut by the fence. He hobbles in, and Bob and I look him over. He has a quarter size hole in his side all the way to his ribs, and under his right leg, there is another cut. He can hardly walk. Not a lot of blood. Bob washes the cuts and doctors them up. Pilgrim can not move. When he does he cries. .....Long story short, our neighbor comes over today, and lets us know Pilgrim got out of the penned in area, went to their house and had a confrontation with their large, wolf mix dog. Dumb Pilgrim. I truly hope Pilgrim learned NOT to leave his pen. Bob took Pilgrim to the Vet today and they gave him antibiotics, pain killers, and a green cream ointment. $80.00 later, Pilgrim is back in his bed, inside healing. He still doesn't want to move. Dumb dog. We told the neighbor it is totally Pilgrim's fault. I am just glad they came over and told us. I guess their dog, who is a killer, slammed Pilgrim to the ground. If the neighbor had not stopped them, Pilgrim would have died. We are lucky. We think Pilgrim has a concussion, because one of his eyes is dilated. So that is the excitment in the life of Gail and Bob today. yee hawwww.
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