Terri called me about 9 p.m. Thursday night to wish me a happy birthday. She's had a lousy day at work and, I guess by way of thinking she'll cheer herself up, asks me about my day.

So, here goes... Got up at 6:30 (which is VERY early for me!) so I could have Sable (our 7 1/2 year old lab mix) to the veterinary surgeon by 7:30. She's torn the cruciate ligament in her right leg and that required a procedure called a
TPLO. She'd been limping badly for the couple of days prior to the surgery and would hardly put any weight on her right leg at all. We sat in the waiting room -- me clutching my American Express card; Sable with her head on my knee. That's Sable today after getting home from the vet with Bogey (who just 10 days ago had emergency surgery to remove a rock from his intestine!) watching over her.
After leaving her there (I admit with a couple of tears in my eyes), it was off to the next stop -- the cancer center for steve's chemotherapy. It was relatively uneventful - that's a good thing - and so far, he's feeling pretty good. I am just crossing my fingers that he tolerates it better this round than the first one.
Then - off to work! ('Nuff said about that).
Because I'd lost several hours of the day, I didn't get home until about 7:15 or so. And was touched to find a fire in the fireplace, fresh flowers on the table, a birthday card and a "bauble" box. It made me feel guilty for being late getting home, but it was a great homecoming. The bauble was a black pearl pendant - very lovely.
So I recounted all this to Terri, who said in hindsight, her day wasn't so bad! When is 2008 coming????
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