Last week Lady got up close and too personal with a rattlesnake, just when Jan had to go out-of-town, so we ended up doggy-sitting for a few days. She doesn't look it in this picture, but her muzzle blew up like a balloon. Most unsettling for a lady of her delicate nature, and a few days sequestered at a spa was what was called for. Freya doted on her every need -- and some she didn't have. That's when we decided she needed a pal. Boy were we conned!