Silly boy

This was on lap one of the mere. Dog2 was being his usual bouncy self. Unfortunately on lap two he bounced too far to get at his pal’s mum and landed awkwardly spraining his shoulder. So now he is confined to his crate, dosed up on Rimadyl and feeling sorry for himself. So is daughter No.2 who had to half carry him home (minus the Rimadyl).
And I’m supposedly the one who is hors de combat! Luckily masses better today.