Now the second chapter of the last few days. You didn't really think that would be the end of it did you!? Upon my arrival home, my dearest hubby met me at the door with his story. It seems Smokey, our diabetic dog was acting sick. We've been watching him the last few days because he was throwing up in the middle of the night but then seemed okay in the daytime. But right on cue, as soon as I left Thurs. he got much worse so Dave took him to the vet. To make this long story short(this blog would take two days to read otherwise) the vet diagnosed him with a partially ruptured disk on his upper back. With abrupt movements(this dog is usually just one big abrupt movement ) the pain was causing him to throw up and finally just slow down. Not wanting to eat(his biggest pleasure) and wimpering and putting his head down. Totally not Smokey. Doc even said when examining him that no, this wasn't Smokey. Doc had a treatment he wanted to try but since Smokey is diabetic he couldn't use it. The next best thing was Tramadol twice a day. And to take it easy and no more jumping off the bed! Upon my arrival home Sat. afternoon, I was led to our bedroom to see the giant plywood and carpeted ramp Dave built beside the bed. Not exactly a designer's choice when it comes to bedroom decor, but he did make it so I could fold it down. He even put little wheels on it to make it easier to slide under the bed for storage. What a handy man I have. Also the best when it comes to caring for our two furry boys.
So we are carrying on here. Taking it one day at a time. Oh, I finished those hooked mittens! That was before the phone rang on Thurs. I actually had a few days to hook! LOL What more could I ask for~!~