Can you believe the look that cat gave me? She wanted me dead from sarcasm. (And that was BEFORE she saw any veterinary professionals.) Beauty, as usual, was everybody's favorite. There's something about her that makes every vet tech, client, and patient of the canine persuasion come over to say hi.
|I wish I could show you a better picture of this puppy with one blue eye and one brown eye. Puppy could not get enough of Beauty.|
|I got ye olde cheapy model with the ads on it|
And, here's what my brain feels like right now:
|Kept in the dark and fed on manure (or a rotting log in this case)|
I'm happy to report that I have now had two days in a row with no fever when I checked in the morning. Which is awesome. Every other time I've had Lyme disease, that fever hung in there for weeks and months. I'm definitely getting the feeling that I'm gonna whup it this time. As opposed to the reverse, which is what usually happens. I just need to stay out of the sun for another three weeks. No problem. I mean, it's not like this is the nicest time of the year to be outside here or anything. Or like I have a backpacking trip planned. Or like there's a horse who'd like me to come see him before it turns dark until March.
Anyway, I'm off to do the stuff I have to do.
Any minute now.