So...When I finally got Freddie's new mom on the phone today (to ask when I could bring his crate over) she said she didn't think it was working out and it wasn't the right time for a dog. Completely crushed and overwhelmed, I hauled my sorry self over there to pick him up. Right when I got there she changed her mind and did not want to give him up. HUGE sigh of relief. Fingers crossed that it sticks!!!
In other news, I want to give an update on Spectre. I took her cone off for good last weekend and now keep her crated/loose as she is comfortable. Thankfully, she has always loved her crate as her safe haven and she still does after all her time spent healing in it. She is comfortable and confident with the other dogs again. Her wound is almost completely closed, and her fur has grown back. Another sigh of relief.
This morning Geneva got her nails done. I held her down while my friend clipped and filed them down. She was like a bucking bronco - worse than cutting any big dog's nails. But now it's done, and we're planning to do it on a regular basis so that she can get used to it.
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