A Painful Memory
From an old friend:
Five years ago, on my second date with Anne, her dog Hobie (now 12) attacked a porcupine at our cottage. We had had 1.5 bottles of wine and it was 1 am on a Sunday so I said ‘we can sit on him and pull them out’. Then he opened his mouth and thought, “um no”.
I called the emergency vet in Clintonville and we drove in – Hobie let me carry him inside, fully alert. After anesthesia it took doc 1.5 hours to get all the quills out. He said he’d seen worse, with pit bulls, but not many. Happy anniversary Hobie~
(he was fine the next morning, and has trusted me ever since)