I can't say enough about how brave and courageous my Mother is. She got into the fray of three snarling, biting dogs to save the underdog who was about to be killed. She sustained many many bites and kept at it. She was on the ground cuddling Mister T and could not get up. She began to call out for help and stayed at it till I arrived from three houses away!
Today she got up and cut off her bandages then took a shower and got dressed - all alone! She had promised to wait for me to get there and decided she would do it herself. I can't believe how strong she is for 80.
So needless to say she is doing better. She is going to just have bandages on her thumbs today and let the air get to the other smaller wounds.
Mister T had a restless night and is still bleeding from his wounds. I had to put a collar on him so he could not lick his wounds which he is less than thrilled about. He had a hard time taking his meds and I guess I am going to have to be more of an alfa or pack leader. My heart is touched so much it is hard to be forceful.
I will keep reporting in and send my heartfelt thanks to those of you who are praying and sending well wishes. It means a lot to Mister T, Mom and I.