I have just returned from picking up my dog, Harley, from the vet. She somehow managed an attempt to shish kabob herself in the shoulder. She had a dime-sized puncture wound just behind her elbow that I noticed this morning. I have no idea when she snuck that one in on me--while playing in the back yard yesterday, or somewhere in the house this morning. Either way, she seemed to manage to put a dent in my pocketbook. She's lucky she's so cute or she might have been out of luck (totally kidding). She had to be sedated and sewn back together with three little stitches. She's a bit sleepy but none the worse for wear. I posted a picture of her nice boo-boo.
Tomorrow is chemo...after that, only two more! That's all I really have for right now, as it's late and I have chemo early in the morning. Look for more later, probably about my thinning hair.
