Are we there yet?

  Last week was the final course of radiation treatments for Anne. This morning we woke briefly to take meds and let Lady into the bedroom. Then all of us went back to sleep. That is until Lady had an upset stomach at 7:15!   I heard her making noise and jumped up, shooing her off the bed and running her out the back door where she got sick. A few minutes later all was well and we bedded down again, not rising until after eight.   Then it was a leisurely breakfast before starting our day. Anne wanted to get some veggies for a stew she wanted to make. I went to Whole Foods and bought some stew meat just for this project. Now she was needing a rutabaga and other fixin's.   While she did that, I went to see Tim. But, his car wasn't there and there was a case of protien drinks on the porch swing. (not a good sign) I rang the doorbell, but to no avail. So, I called Walt and Joe in the hopes that one of them had either the Veteran's hospital phone number or hos sons'. But they weren't home either.   Heading back into town, I went by to see Dave and pick up some Gold dog food for Lady. It's the best we can get and, since Dave is the distributor, the price is right.  

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Love is the music of life;
Compassion is its melody.
  - Don Peer ( o)==#

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