Earlier in the week, I went grocery shopping late at night. I enjoying going late at night because there are less people shopping and I have the whole store to myself. Anyway, I was looking for some surgical scissors for Scrappy and I asked the checker for some help. She asked if I was injured and I ended up telling her the story about how Scrappy was injured. Someone behind me in the checkout line overheard the story and while I was loading the grocery into the car they gave me a bone for my puppy she hoped he would feel better.
Here are the pictures of the bone and Scrappy's pure excitement.
Scrappy Doo is home recovery, he most of his days in his new bed, relaxing. While Will spends his days cleaning the house, looking after Scrappy and taking him out every four hours, flipping him side to side and rubbing his swollen legs. I am so thankful that Will is able to stay home and Scrappy Doo is very well taken care of. For me, I have been working 3 jobs trying to support my puppy and my partner.
Scrappy says relax!
And I spend all of my free time smiling at him and sleeping, dreaming of Scrappy chasing squirrels.
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