We weren’t able to get to the Vet for the furgirls medicine, but my nephew Greg was available,
God Bless him.
The girls are having reactions to getting bit, so we were somewhat frustrated and watching
them scratch. The Vet said to get them on cortisone to calm the itch.
Greg and I are going to rendezvous to get the medicine transferred for the girls.
What a hero I have for a Godson!
The 90’s hit “You’ve had a bad day” came home with me tonight.
Jim is sick with a hacking cough. Hot soup for dinner~ he doesn’t want to eat. I went up with the girls to see my friend who is very sick.She fell off the toilet because her legs are getting worse. Now I have to go down to my friend whose husband is in rehab. She is scared about caregiving: she has been married 55 years and is afraid to see what happens down the road.
I try to help, but after a while, it’s a rough gig!
A P.S.- to cap dinner off, my husband just dropped a roast beef, albeit a small one, on the floor ….
Did I mention Zush is happy? 😀