I just got home from dropping Toto off at the vet for his all-day test. I cried the whole 45 minutes home, but have basically decided that I'd rather just know what's going on. This not knowing shit is not fun. At least once I know what it is I can make decisions and deal with it. So, I don't hope that he has Cushing's Disease, but I hope these tests help us figure out what it is.
Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Speaking of which, Emmett's team won 12-0 today. Emmett had a triple, double and single and played in his checkered Vans since they couldn't find his cleats.
Right on!
oh, {Toto} and {vw}
((((Toto and vw))))
I'm sorry, vw. I hope the doctors find something minor, and easily treatable.
{{{{{{vw & toto}}}}}}
I wonder if Fay has seen this?
Bwah! Oh, adorable.
(((vw)))
Re: the cookbook project - in Nigella Bites, probably half the recipes come from other cookbooks. She cites the cookbook and its author, says nice things about it, and then explains that this is her twist on that recipe.
vw, I'll be hoping for some good results for your little guy today.
(((vw & toto)))
Thanks guys. I hate that I've been all, "Toto this" and "Toto that" for the last couple of weeks, but truth is? I'm really worried. And the longer this goes on, the more worried I get. He'll have a couple of good days, and I'll think, "Oh, good! It was just an infection." Then he'll crash, and I have to carry him home on his walk, or he won't acknowledge people coming into the apartment.