It's a great hike when Turbie finds a tennis ball on the trail. Proudly she prances around with the ball she found. She loves to put the ball at the edge of a ravine, give it a nudge and go barreling down after it. Remo has no interest in running down the steep ravine after a ball. He has better things to do.
I never heard a peep out of Turbie, but I'm guessing she went flying over a branch that maybe caught hold of her. When we got home from our muddy hike, I put the dogs in the shower. When I was drying Turbie I noticed some blood on the towel and I found the wound...another trip to pet emergency in San Rafael. It seems as though everything happens after our vets office closes for the day.
Turbie's wound wasn't too bad, it just required a few staples and some antibiotics. She was back in action the next day, but has to wear a t-shirt until she gets the staples removed.
