Well, it happened again. Loucious bit Stacey in the mouth, and she had to go to the ER and get stitches and shots. She’s on antibiotics and painkillers. It was pretty severe this time. She looks like an assault victim, and was traumatized. She can barely eat or drink due to the injuries.
Three strikes is no coincidence. Stacey, E, and I compared notes. It happens the same exact way each time. It’s evening, Loucious is on the sofa, someone makes the mistake of kissing him on the head good night, and he goes for the face or throat. We had neglected to mention this to Stacey (I assumed wrongly that she had been in on the previous incidents).
So now we have to be extra vigilant when anyone, including other dogs like T, is visiting. Of course it’s not the dog’s or anyone’s fault, it’s just an instinctive reaction. But it is a concern.
Stacey still managed to keep her house hunting appointments (with a mask on), despite the inauspicious start, with promising results. She’s on a very tight timetable between finishing out school and work in MI and moving here this summer with a dog, cat, and probably J&C. S of course is now here for the summer.
On a more humorous side note, E cunningly managed to hide from all of us the fact that he’s been hatching and keeping baby chickens in his room!! We were all jaws to the floor (figuratively for Stacey!). They’re adorable. So that’s what he’s been up to! Now he just has to finish his project out back.
Needless to say, with all the shuttling and errands I was doing, I didn’t have time to make challah, but I faked it with some leftover challah, and managed to make a feast, including lots of assorted greens from the garden. We had a full table, even with Y away at camp. Jess joined us.
We were going to have a B&B today, but what with Avdi (et al) feeling exhausted and sick, and the weather threatening, we canceled. We’ll just hang out with all our indispositions. That’s what a village does, right? And we’re turning into quite the village! There’s even livestock!
