When I had a corneal ulcer, he was constantly trying to sniff my eye and he is also very concerned about ears and noses (a serious job in a house full of people with allergies.) I think I could take him to the U of I Hospitals and find him full-time employment.
Lately, he has transferred these diagnostic and healing skills to Phoenix. My apologies for the pictures. They are not shining examples of photography. Actually, they are examples of late afternoon sun shining through the west kitchen window.
Phoenix tore up the "bumper pad" on one leg playing chase games with Katie over the weekend. Yes, Jen, your 12 pound (?) sheltie girl injured the big, tough malinois. Phoenix is not very bothered by it but Jamie thinks it needs attention. Phoenix has kind of "Whatever, dude" approach to all this nursing.
"You have an owie. Let me see it."
"Lie still so I can clean your foot. Here, I will hold you down."
"Kid, you are a mess. What have you done to your hind foot? I will clean it, too."