Poor Agnes needs some comforting while she complains about me flushing the last abscess on her right foot. I've tackled them very slowly because gas anesthesia in beavers can be so tricky. She will let me flush and debride them without anesthesia (though of course with pain meds) if we sit in the couch with lots of extra clean towels and I promise to cradle and rock her like a big baby after. Turn up the volume to listen to her tell the story of her ordeal. She's been sitting in my arms quietly