In my absence (or perhaps before I even left) Jake managed to split a nail and crack a tooth. The nail got partially pulled and we are watching it and doing some meds and the tooth has to be pulled (the root is exposed). Poor guy! He’ll have to be put under anesthesia for the tooth and that always makes me
cry nervous. I do sort of feel like this was the defining moment that he was meant to be mine though.
For now, here are some recent pics. Pretty sure they are hoping for the dog sitter to come back in all these photos!