Dusty had a date with destiny last Friday.
He was hoping for a date with the cute little pit bull that sits next to him in basic obedience class. But Destiny had other plans.
Destiny has decreed that he will never have a date with that cute little pit bull. (Besides, her date with destiny is May 4.)
Destiny has decreed that there is absolutely no running, jumping, or chasing sheep or boys during his recovery. You may not be able to see the boys frolicking in the distance in this picture, but Dusty can.
Destiny has also decreed that he must wear a head collar for five days so he doesn't lick his stitches. Destiny has no idea what a toll her demands are taking. He is a menace in the collar. He almost took Midge's head off last night by "accidentally" (he said) pinning her against the kitchen cabinets. We all have bruises on our legs and I am fearful for the new paint job.
Destiny may or may not also be known as the vet. Either way, Dusty's "line" now ends with Dusty. He is officially one of a kind.