Tons of fun

On Saturday, Brandon went pheasant hunting with some friends. The season ended March 31, and Brandon has not been hunting for over a year, so I decided to let him go. He had lots of fun and by the end of the hunt he was exhausted. He took Dotty with him, and based on what Brandon tells me, she had a great time. It was a really windy, and the dogs had a hard time finding the birds. Overall they did not get many birds, but Brandon said it was worth it to let the dogs get out and run. Anyway, on Sunday, I noticed that Dotty had some blood on her front leg. I pointed it out to Brandon, and he looked it over. Sometime during their hunt, Brandon suspects that Dotty ran in to some barbed wire. He said he did not notice anything during the hunt and Dotty did not act injured. We cleaned the wound and hoped that it would start to heal. Dotty can't seem to leave the wound alone, and she keeps making it bleed. Finally, we decided to take further steps to make sure the wound heals. Dotty absolutely hates the cone, but has not yet figured out how to remove it. Kaitlyn, our ever vigilant little helper, has tried several times to take it off, but always gets stopped by the evil Mommy. The wound is starting to heal and hopefully we can take off the cone in a couple of days. Until then, Dotty will just have to be the silliest dog on the block.