Both pets remained snuggly, just not with each other. I’m not sure why Chessie had to wear the collar of shame in April, but she did. In September, she consumed mass quantities of sand on a camping trip and spent two days in the hospital while they got it out of her belly. A few days after she got out, she was playing a friendly game of fetch with a dog and it attacked her viciously. That dog’s owner is smart enough to turn around and leave the field with his dog if we walk out there (his dog has attacked other dogs, this wasn’t the first time).