The Walking Wounded

Gary finally came home on the Fourth of July. He had been staying at my mom and Ed's house while Greg was healing. So, he came home with us on Saturday and on Sunday we all went to the park to play "chuck-it" with Gary. It only lasted a few throws when we noticed that Gary's foot was bleeding ... we tended to the wound as best we could (please note the pampers wrapped around the paw).We took him to the vet on Monday and it turns out he had an infected toe nail and an ear infection, so now he's in the cone of shame. Poor Gary ... welcome home buddy.