As many of you know, Sola suffered a throat injury from a stick with a hidden agenda. Come to think of it, that sounds a bit like prom night, so you may want to go here for context if you did not catch up with us last week.
First, let me apologize - the crush of comments, e-mail, and messages on Facebook offering wishes for Sola's speedy recovery have been humbling, and it is impossible for me to reply to individual messages at this point because of the sheer volume. Dog lovers are a different breed indeed, and I could not be more thankful for the outpouring of support.
Now to answer the big question. Sola is on the mend. In fact, the vets were amazed at how quickly she is healing (more on that in a future post). Considering the extent of her injury I am as well. I can only attribute her speedy recovery to the tremendous care and love Mrs. Author has besotwed upon her, and the positive vibes flying our way from well-wishers near and far.
A bit of that healing love came to us in the form of a generous care package sent by one of our close new friends, Chester's Mom. I was blown away to come home to a box overflowing with goodies for the critters. A hilarious letter hinted at the contents (which Sola should be ready to attack in the next few days):
Chester, something tells me that when Sola has recovered, she'll be booking a Greyhound ticket to PA to come thank you personally. You may want to check your Blackberry ;)
My sincerest thanks to all. If I have not replied to any of your messages I will try to get to them, but know that we remain in your debt. Because in the end, it's all about the dogs.