I'm hoping that since it's after 2 p.m. over there and we haven't had an update this all means things are going smoothly . . . . that's my story and I'm sticking to it!
Bev, I hope *you* had a lovely potter around for your time out of the house today. Gentle scritches to Darcy, please, and tell her that absolutely no other critter can "do pitiful" as well as she always has!
Never underestimate the power of Aunty Janet & Uncle Iain! Great news. Dare we hope you will get a decent night's sleep tonight?!! Hugs
P.S. When I turned the laptop on early this morning, my DH wanted to know "what is the auction?" I explained no auction, but a sick doggie in England.
Carrier, be a good boy at your big appointment today and let the nice folks figure out how best to help you.
BTW, I bet I'm not the only one who would love to see pics/video of you leading a morning roo . . . . hint . . . . hint . . . .
Ernest, once you get over the bit of today's surgery, you're on the road to a life of leisure! (Not to call your bits a bit, of course--no insult intended)
It seems GT just really needs a "good poop" icon!
Darcy, keep sleeping and healing and pooping and try, if you can, not to send your poor mother around the bend.
*back to chanting*
OK, I am now officially panicked . . . . Patti's always so good at keeping us up to date.
Back to sending all the white light I can to their household.
In tears as I read this . . . . anyone else have a wonderful mental picture of Angel Hogan with his wings and his stuffie with all 4 legs dribbling out of his mouth?
Hugs for you.