Lughnasa and the Labor Day Moon<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Special afternoon edition. Rigel is home! We picked her up at 12:30. She came walking out, a small pink bandage on her left front leg, otherwise pretty normal. A bit tired from the constant bustle of doggy ICU.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We spent just the right amount of money on her. Which was enough to get her back home alive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I was overcome with feelings of love and gratitude and relief, burying my face in Rigel’s as the vet tech said, “She’s a perfect girl.” An overused word, perfect. But apropos for Rigel. So many of our dogs, most of them, in equally serious situations died. She didn’t. Not today.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Lughnasa and the Labor Day Moon Special afternoon edition. Rigel is home! We picked her up at 12:30. She came walking out, a small pink bandage on her left front leg, otherwise pretty normal. A bit tired from the constant bustle of doggy ICU. We spent just the right amount of money on her. Which … Continue reading She’s Back.<\/span>