I'm anticipating I won't have a lot of extra time in the weeks after Phoebe's amputation, so I've been in a cleaning frenzy today. It still looks like Hurricane Helga went through the house, but it's improving.
Finally managed to get Phoebe's harness adjusted and it's a perfect fit. Even more so, I think she spoke to me the best way she knew how. After the final fitting, she ran to the door as if she knew we were about to go somewhere. This is a dog who has never worn a harness so there's no way she could have associated it with going for a walk.
Dogs are truly amazing animals.