Lilly tried to become one with my thigh on Saturday morning
at the vet's office.
Her wrap on her leg had slipped, and was down around her foot, and I ran
her down there to get her re-wrapped.
There was a fill-in vet that morning, and he was no nonsense about lifting Lil
right onto the table and said "We don't need no stupid muzzle" or something to that
effect (laugh) and it worked.
I did not get his name, but he was a whiz.
Her look clearly says
"Get me out of here, mom!"
A somewhat blurry picture of the leg.
Rhonda is one of Dr. Tom and Dr. Scott's vet techs, and let me tell you...
Lilly likes her.
So... this morning, we went to get the stitches out, but
as soon as Dr. cott unwrapped her... he decided they needed to stay in
for a while longer. There were some definite growls, and a muzzle had to be
used. However, help is coming soon... we will go back down on
Thursday and have all the stitches on face and leg out then.
Here is a green tomato on the plant on our patio here, after the rain yesterday.
The caladiums have rewarded us over and over.
I like the green as well as the red.
Leaves are really falling now.
And Lil is still able to go to the park.
The supermoon.
I went out at 2 AM to look for the Perseid meteors, but saw none. I'm going to try again tonight!
This last picture was taken by my friend Georgie, Tweedle's mommy...
PLEASE click on it to enlargen it, and you will get a big surprise!
Thank you, Georgie and Tweedles!
