Recovery Continues...
Not a great deal to report on here today. Cabel is doing as well as can be expected, he's coughing, which is odd, not sure what that's about, may put in a call tomorrow to the U-vets, and he is in a lot of pain, despite the Zombie-state inducing Doggie Pain meds.
Mostly he seems content to sleep, but if I get up, he does too, so I am trying to stay quiet myself, and not move around a lot.
Which means I get to read and watch TV. Did office things earlier, but he follows me, limping along behind, when I am not on the couch and worries I will Go Somewhere leaving him alone and sick. Poor dude. So we be quiet.
Not all bad, I got to see the Animal Planet Showjumping thingie, which was great. (Including Bruce Springsteens daughter Jessica, who knew?) Those people can RIDE, I tell you that.
Also Point Break, a movie I have always loved, but never been sure why.
Cabel is Looking at me, sadly, and it is time for another pill, which has been going better than I had thought, thanks to chicken and cream cheese. And then, hopefully he will do some more sacking out. Woodsman Hans is coming tomorrow so I can have some Bengal time and Riding Time, which is good, as both are sorely needed.
(Venus and Mim do not like this me being away thing. AT all. And when they found out I had left them for a DOG of all things, there little hearts wept. I am going to have some serious making up to do, this I know. Magic, Lear, and Mab were fine, as they don't get to see me as much, and were like, "Hey it's her! Tuna! She rocks" Venus and Mim were much more"Don't think you are getting off THAT easy!!!!")
And finally, This is why we love Eddi Izzard......
Love and Wuunds,
Lorraine