While traveling in rough water around Cape Caution, Blue became restless and wanted up on the (elevated) pilothouse berth. Once there, he soon calmed down. So much so that he fell into a deep sleep and then slid off, falling onto the hard floor below. It appeared that in this fall he aggravated an existing toenail injury and so, on arrival in Port McNeil, we borrowed a car and took him to see a vet in Port Hardy. He needed minor surgery, with general anesthetic and the veterinarian was good enough to do it while we waited (or ran out to get groceries, actually). So now Blue has a limp, a bandaged foot and.....a very upset stomach. Enough said about his upset stomach except that it deterred us from carrying on to our next destination today (August 13th). Instead we are having a lazy day in Port McNeil and there is nothing wrong with that. Eileen and Bill will soon be heading deeper into the Broughton Islands and environs to do more fishing and we are now in "get home mode". We had what we thought was our "last dinner" together last night. In the end, that was our "penultimate" (and I've always wanted to use that word) dinner because Eileen and Bill are still here today and we will have dinner again tonight. We are really going to miss them on the last leg of our journey; it has been wonderful spending the summer together on the water. They have taught us well though and so we should be able to get home solo.
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