21 March: Judy slept fairly well last night, puddled on the kitchen floor (not a surprise considering she's lived outside all her life) and ate part of her breakfast. We think she's not used to eating a meal in the morning. She's paced a bit but now she's had a snooze and she's ready for her bath. Judy was good as gold when we popped her in the shower. She was very dusty so I washed her twice, then doused her with sweet-smelling conditioner. The faint aroma of hay still lingers but it is greatly reduced. She's now settled on her new bed - 10 layers of quilt tucked into a thick sherpa cover. The funny thing is, though, that she keeps raking at the bed as if it was hay. Wags her tail like anything while she does it too . . . . While I was drying Judy, I noticed she has several large lumps, two at the base of her tail; another on her flank. She doesn't much like the one on her side touched. She had a patch of scaly, dead skin on her thigh that I've combed loose, and very scabby ears. There are a few mats in her coat but not many - her fur is way too short. She was cold after her bath, despite being dried, so she's wearing one of Angie's jackets. Angie was not a very big Airedale but Judy swims in this jacket. Jim has clipped the talon-like claws down substantially. Judy is walking better as a result and looks more comfortable. Judy's a gutsy little girl. I was bringing her upstairs a while ago and the Circus was clustered at the top of the stairs. She barreled her way right through them, wag-wag-wagging her tail the whole time! Pygmy or not, she has "chutzpaw" in spades . . . .

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