Yesterday morning we brought him home with his cone and bulky blue bandage on his left hock. He was happy to see us; Oliver was happy to see him, and Beau whined all the way home.

He whined all day, except for a short walk we took, and Chris stepped up and petted/held/restrained/whatever it took to keep the confused dog comfortable.

We put his Thundershirt on (he loves that thing; it puts him in his Zen place every time) and he was a different dog. We removed the cone (a more complicated version than you can buy OTC) and he was so chill…whew. Whining done.

I went for a bike ride yesterday afternoon while Chris wrangled Beau; today I sent him off on the Shop Ride (he’ll be away for 4 days with no bike) and I caught up with some gardening and replanting projects that I’ve procrastinated. Beau wore his Thundershirt and was very calm. Oliver followed his lead, and there was no drama in my work or the dogs’ morning/afternoon.

Beau slept a lot, and that’s a good thing. Oliver was also subdued although he started a fence war with the new dogs. I broke that up; will not tolerate that.

Later in the afternoon Chris & I picked most of the oranges left on the tree — we filled 2-5 gallon buckets, and rendered one of them as juice — that was 5+ qts. We’re freezing most of them in our 3 silicone trays that are 6×1/2 cup; I’ll empty them into a Ziplok baggie tomorrow and freeze another 18 cubes. We also processed and juiced 2 pineapples. So pineapple/orange/banana/strawberry smoothies will happen this week.

Let’s see what Monday delivers. I’m prepared for it — are you?