I thought there couldn’t be any more, yet here it is.
Pinkerton was attacked by an unleashed dog who punctured him in two different areas. He’s had surgery again to close the lacerations. What a wretched year this has been for my poor innocent guy.
The other shoe dropped
Coronavirus Diary: Mental Health in a strange new world 
I am so sorry to hear this bad news. Poor Pinkerton is having a worse year then we are!
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I hope the little guy is going to be alright. I have a household filled with cats and my heart all but stopped when one of them got out. It took us two weeks to get her back…fortunately uninjured.
That link is to my personal Facebook page if you care to check out my albums, several of which are devoted to my cats.
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Sarah, my thoughts and prayers for you and your family, especially Pinkerton. I’m sorry for being absent for responses to some of your blogs. Every new day carries a new set of daunting events, unimaginable the day before, paired with emotional and physical pain. Be grateful social distancing protocol doesn’t include pets and give Pinkerton an extra hug today…
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Daunting new events have become the norm, I suppose. Hoping you’re well.
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He’ll recover soon…. he looks like a feisty little fella!…
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Oh no! So sorry to hear this! Life is not fair sometimes. Wishing him (and you) an easy recovery đź’•
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Yeah it’s kind of endless…
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