We spent five hours on Sunday at the Friendship animal emergency care center because Queenie had managed to yank an enormous bunch of fur out of her leg, leaving a big red patch of skin, which she kept frantically scratching. They shaved the fur around the wound and cleaned it and also found another similar area where her tail meets her rear end. We have a lot of pills to give her every day, plus she has to wear a cone on her head, which she absolutely hates.

Table dog, posted earlier: