Well, poor Dallas had an awful night. I gave her extra drugs but there was still a lot of pacing and panting. This morning at about ten she finally fell asleep. I didn't want to disturb her for food or even medicine.
She woke up about half an hour ago so I gave her her meds and she fell back to sleep. Now she got up and ate. I'm going to try and take her out now. I'm reasonably certain this is her arthritis. Poor baby. She's 17 this month. Crazy.
I'm pretty sure she'll be ok once the weather changes.
I sympathize with Dallas. And with her human.
Thanks for the birthday wishes. I got lots of flowers and chocolates and it has been a nice relaxing day. And yesterday, I won a case and my client was returned to his wife and five kids brut was even better than today.
Aww, that's wonderful for a pre-birthday awesome. You rock.
Excellent, Nonian, and happy birthday!
Oh, god, dude, no, flush the toilet after we're done with the call. I don't need to know I've been chatting with you while you're in the john.
edit: Be well, Dallas!
Ha! That happened at last week's town hall before the meeting. Something like 200 people on a call, and a hundred or so more in several conference rooms across the country, and while we waited for one of the muckity mucks to start speaking...a toilet flushes.