My good neighbor, who was bitten by my overly protective dog, is recovering well from the blood infection he got as a result of the bite. Home from the hospital for several days now, he continues to be amiable about the whole mess. I think he may be a saint.
I cannot tell you how relieved I am that he’s all right. This has been, as you might imagine, a nightmare.
The dog has been released from home quarantine by the animal control folks. Nevertheless, for the rest of his life, I’ve put my old friend on permanent house arrest. And finally, I’m starting to breathe again.