Adventures sometimes mean mishaps – and thank goodness this little mishap was, indeed, little.
This time around, the injury was large enough that The Pug needed some TLC, but small enough that I could handle it, myself.
My bandage-wrapping skills leave much to be desired, so I’m thinking the “shame” part of this wee healing sock belongs to me.
…I think The Pug agrees with me.
The abrasion has since healed (almost), the pug has more or less stopped licking and limping, and all will soon be right with the world again.