… on Monday. Or at least, that’s when Gretchen’s drain will be removed by the woman I am sure will be her – OUR – new vet. PHEW. She uses a Tonopen instead of the more accurate, fancy Tonovet, but we’ll cross that bridge in another month when it’s time for Sissy’s routine, local eye pressure check.
Thank you so much for the power of the paw work, the prayers, white light, good vibes, etc. Please keep them coming. As with the dog bites I suffered years ago, Gretchen Greer is really having trouble fighting the infection, so by no means are we marching along the road to recovery. We’re on it again after yesterday’s detour, but it could still be a long, hard road with an uphill climb.
The DIVA is being… the DIVA. She senses Gg feels better than she has, and so… she’s being rambunctious. I’m sure too that going from 20-30 miles a week to what… day #4 with no walkies at all doesn’t help, but there’s snow on the ground, it hasn’t gotten out of the 20s since Monday, and there’s this whole safety issue, not to mention my lack of sleep, a migraine that finally let go…
Hem. I’d wish you a happy weekend, but personally, I just want to get some sleep, maybe find a way to walk with Sissy without throwing Gg into a tailspin, and find that knitting I started last weekend and the book I was seriously enjoying before I stopped having time to even think. What’s on your agenda?