Here is A., attempting to hold K.K. who really just wanted none of it. If there was a cartoon bubble over her head, it would read, "Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot. kid.? I am making a break for it. How far is that floor?" A. LOVES K.K. and just wants to pet her....all the time. Unfortch, like most cats, K.K. can be finicky about her loving...she wants it when she wants it. Luckily, no one was injured during the 18 hours the boys were at my house. Kid or cat.
After the boys left, the hubs and I spent the earlier part of Saturday cleaning off our deck, putting up the furniture and pots and such for winter. And I cleaned out the last of my garden--the pepper plants--but not before making this haul:
Then, late Saturday the drama started when we had a little scare with Savannah. She acted like she wasn't feeling great, but I thought she was just tuckered from being off routine (read: not sleeping all day) for several days. However, she started acting really weird around dinner, so thinking it was her diabetes, we packed her off for an emergency 9:30 p.m. vet visit Saturday night.
TANGENT: Can I tell you how much we LOVE our vet office? It's all women and they take their own emergency call and will meet you at the office any time of the day or night. Luckily, in 10 years, this service has been only needed twice, one being Saturday.
Anyhoodle, the doc checked her out and pronounced her good, but probably just worn out, and sent us home. Saturday night, I made the hubs switch sides of the bed with me so I could keep an eye on Savannah (of course, she sleeps on the floor beside Daddy's side) and woke up every two hours to make sure she was breathing. Then, Sunday morning, Savannah could hardly walk. She was PIT-EE-FULL. So, off we traisp BACK to the vet. Seems it wasn't her sugar at all but a back issue. One massive steroid injection later, and she was almost back to form. BUT then we get home, and Pepsi is all gimpy. Can't lift her head. Doggy crick in the neck. So, we supply aspirin, heating pad (see photo) and doggy massage and she seems better today.
Not much else going on, except after two days of gorging, and two days of leftovers, I did manage to scrape together a good meal last night. One of my favorites--Pumpkin Pasta:
Today is cold and rainy and perfect nap weather. Alas, I have a meeting this afternoon about some work and plenty of work to do. Today is my mom's b-day (HAPPY B-DAY MOMS!) and tomorrow is the hubs b-day (HAPPY B-DAY HUBS!) and there is lots more scheduled this week, as well. Shaping up to be a busy one. Hope your post-holiday transition is smooth! B.