Petcube tells me that Buster and Sophie have both spent the morning peacefully snoozing, so I think I dodged the bullet. I’m sure the trazadone helped, but I think mostly Buster was just stressed out because Sophie was hurt and upset and then we both disappeared.

Also, I want to say a giant thank you to everyone for all the kind words and thoughts and advice in what seems like my never-ending pup saga. Especially since I moved last summer, my in-person support network has been very slim, and it means so much to me that I can always count on GT to be there.