Bye-bye for now. We're back on the Medical-Go-Round.
To update you on the pup before I go, we have a very loud horn and sounding it sends the little guy running back home as soon as we see him headed this way.
At least that's one problem down.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. -- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Hang in there, honey!ReplyDelete
Well that's one problem solved. hope the dog gets fed at home.ReplyDelete
I am sorry there are medical problems to be taken care of.
Good luck and we will be thinking of you.
Sending you lots of love and good wishes. Go take care of business!ReplyDelete
I don't think I like the sound of a medical go round. Take care!ReplyDelete
It's a good thing we don't live close to you cuz each time I come here I see that widdle face and I want to take him home!
I hope everything's okay.ReplyDelete
I also hope that puppy gets some food at home. I wish I could take him.
Good luck with everything. :-)
Sorry that you got a ticket on that particular merry-go-round and hope that it lets you off soon.ReplyDelete
Hope all's better now! Please update when you can. :)ReplyDelete
PS: I left you a present on my blog this morning!!ReplyDelete
My very best monkey wishes to you and your family, Granny Annie. :)ReplyDelete