She is climbing up on the couch and having a sleep and getting up and deciding on what am I going to do? Huh? Gonna sit back down. Huh? What are you going in? Are you going to come sit with me? Okay. Come on, come up here. Come up here. Come on. Up here. Come on. You can do it. You can make it. You can do it with three legs. I know you can. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. Good girl. Come here. Come on. Good girl. Come here. Come on. Good girl. Come here. Come on. Come on. Come on. Not quite ready yet, huh? Okay. A bit of a weird, unflattering white to sit there, Scully. Yeah. Look, I won't say anything about that. She's comfortable. That spot matters. You want a nice pic? A nice pic? A nice pic. The instructions we received from the vet say to give her some application of an ice pack a couple of times a day for a few minutes. So I wrapped up the ice pack in the t-shirt and put it against her body there so she can get some relief from the swelling. And after doing it a few times, we found that it definitely calms her down. You know, for a few hours after she gets relief from the ice. The t-shirt has an ice pack and it's leaning up against her wound against the shoulder. Good girl. Made it all the way over to Little Box by yourself. I didn't have to help you or anything. That's amazing. So does she get the second fentanyl patch? No, but she should technically need it. I'm worried. I'm worried. It's not really. It's not really. It's not really. It's not really. It's not really good actually. This is a bit of difficulty, but it's minimally, minimally bruised. The steam looks good. She's happy with me touching around it. And I want you to be able to see her walk. Scully. I must actually start a completely fine Saturday when she came in. And the sugar is there. Scully. Scully. Hey. Hey. Hey. Look at you. You look so silly in that collar. You want out, don't you? Sorry. Not yet. She's pretty happy to have that bandage off now. Aren't you? Yeah. Yeah.