This has been one of the worst days of my life. Jake ran out into the cul-de-sac this morning and was hit by a landscaping truck that was going entirely too fast. Trying to comfort his cries, I reached down and he bit me. Then, trying to pry my hand loose, I used my right hand - and he bit my finger. The poor little guy was in pain and shock. To make a long story short ~ Jake is in the hospital ~ he has multiple fractures of the pelvis, a bruised bladder, and some scrapes on his leg. He is going to be ok. I was a total mess emotionally. I keep thanking God because it could have been so much worse. We will be picking him up in the morning and will begin the vigil of keeping him from jumping or running for 2-3 months so the fractures can heal.
I spent the entire afternoon in Urgent Care getting a tetanus shot and minor surgery on all the bite wounds. As you can see in the photo, I pretty much can do nothing right now. Terry is being my Angel. And that, my friends, was my Friday.