The tike is currently resembling a pin cushion.
In addition to the piercing I inflicted she has finished all her shots and is now pricked in all limbs at least thrice.
I was not permitted to go to the vets with her but on her next trip in two weeks to get her microchip I’m going too as it’s my annual physical time. That should be pandemonium. Brace yourself for September 16.
In the meantime here she is with her Dad looking suitably sweet despite her predicament.
In this shot (bad pun again) you can see well why I’m optimistic she may fly off for good sometime soon.
While waiting for this I tended her wounds as only a saint might do. I trust the Pope is reading Saint Scooby sounds so spectacular!