You never know what to expect with pets. One day you may come home to a de-stuffed couch at the paws of a teething, or otherwise insane, puppy. Similarly, Olivia loves to tear up rolls of toilet paper if I happen to leave the bathroom door open all day. Today, however, I had an especially unexpected find. I woke up to find sweet Elliot with a scratched nose this morning. I'm assuming he and Olivia got into another vicious fight, as they're wont to do, and his nose took a beating. Over the course of a few hours it has gone from an open wound to a bright red scab, so I'm assuming it is healing well. Elliot is such the trooper though, and has let me clean it, even though I know it stings. Hopefully his strange wound continues to heal well so he doesn't need to go see his favorite veterinarian!
