He was not a good boy this morning Around 430, he got his collar off somehow and the sock. Chewed on his foot until it was bleeding. So that's what I was greeted with when I got home. It looks like one stitch might be broken. His sore is all open. I'm on the verge of tears. Last night was stressful and this was the last straw. He knows I'm very unhappy with him. I hope I don't have to take him back for more stitches. All this is adding up.