Sirs on his way home. I’m hoping I didn’t get him sick for his birthday.
I’m resting with the puppies.
All coughs and sneezes. It’s times like these I’m glad to live alone, but wish I had someone to fetch me tissues and such.
It was a good trip, not the best, but still good. My blood work came back and I’m all cleared for surgery. Tomorrow little R’s doctor, then Thursday my dreaded mammo.
Little R came over last night and made sir his latkes. She also ruined a pan and spatula in the process, but he was happy. Lol, she also joined Fet. Down the rabbit hole she goes.
Headed to nap again. Safe home Sir.