I've got no water.
I've got no fever.
I've got no voice.
But Briton came by this morning, picked up the food, and went to Hannah's so they could have Thanksgiving.
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In addition to the much-too-expensive tooth business (honestly, if I had known that one tooth was worth that, I'd have pulled some more ... -
. . . on wood. Madeleine is back to her usual self. Even eating some dry food, though still preferring bisques and other lickable things.
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And waiting to get Maddie to the vet in the morning. She's not feeling great, but nothing like Friday.
2 comments:
Well, there's one good thing yes?
Oh Kim. No! Hoping their he1p showed you how mature they have become. Rest, dear friend, rest
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