Change a Bear Wound Bandage

     This post has been rewritten several times.  It seems on Thursday night my friend, Suzan, defended the life of her beloved dog...and risked her own.  Against.  A. Bear. And her cub.  It was on the news as well as Good Morning America and it has still yet to fully sink in for any of us.  A bear.  She is a brave woman as well as lucky.  She is recovering as is her pooch, Otto...they will both be fine.  I spent some time with her the day after and helped in any way that I could...especially with my little sweeties.  But it still amazes me.  She has a claw marks on her back, staples in her scalp and bandages on both hands.  When one sustains injuries to both hands it is hard to do the simple.  I put on my best nurse hat and helped change one of the dressings.  I am still in awe that the injury was from a BEAR.  Out of respect I was going to skip this post.  I also realize that in comparison to going all tough ass on a bear...simply changing some gauze and some tape is NOTHING...but this was my way of telling Suzan how incredibly amazed and proud I am of her!!!  A hero.  A mom.  An inspiration!!!