This afternoon we had just arrived into town with our baby and our dogs. Stopped off at my parents house (where we usually stay) and had let the dogs run around their big backyard. So then we start gathering up to go to my mother in law's for dinner, when we look out and find our dogs utterly drenched in blood.

Turns out our great Dane had chased an animal through the blackberry bushes, and had an enormous laceration on her face. And a bunch of little ones all over. We pack her off to the emergency vet, where they want to sedate her and clean her up. So now we're having lunch at Shari's to wait it out, which is just as sad as it sounds. Hopefully then we can go to dinner, which started an hour ago.

Anyone else have a thanksgiving disaster?