Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda
Been beating myself up over the fact that I should’ve at least tried to block the fence so that the blue pit couldn’t come back into our yard. If I would’ve, then my Bubba wouldn’t be injured. I keep checking on him like every five minutes. He’s probably getting annoyed with all the goo goo ga ga talk. I can’t help it though, he’s my baby. I just hope that he isn’t in too much. I can’t tell because he’s such a strong boy and he’s still up n at ’em like nothing ever happened. We go back in ten days for a follow up and hopefully an update on the investigation. Not much else I can do but just keep checking on him and giving him big hugs and kisses. Not too tight though, because I don’t want to hurt him even more.