Unstitched

This is why you should always take a careful look after the sutures are removed. Which I thought I’d done. But then I took a close-up photo of the incision, and when I opened it in Photoshop, what did I see? A teeny weeny blue stitch that the vet tech had missed. I could have removed most of her stitches myself, because they were looser, but I had to take her back to the vet’s office to have this one taken out. It was pretty well embedded, and I figured they have better tools for that than I do. The last thing I wanted was to clip it, then have the ends disappear into the skin.

Harriet did not want to get off the bed, so she hoisted up The Leg of Defiance. Loosely translated, it means, “I would prefer not to.”