For the first time since she cut up her leg, we let Fate outside to sit by the pasture gate, we didn’t let her inside, we knew she’d just sit by the gate and look betrayed, which she did.

Much whimpering and pleading, but she’s back in her crate for the day. There are no signs of pain, and to our surprise, she hasn’t even bothered to take off the bandage, something she usually does before she gets home from the vet.

I hope Fate never gets her hands on power tools, she’ll just take the gate off.

She is going very well, we’ll get the staples removed towards the end of the week, perhaps get the bandage off ourselves tomorrow or Wednesday. Fate is not happy, but she is healing.

This is the most confined Fate  has ever been in her life, but mostly, she’s a trouper about it.