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Read my lips—more new snackzes!
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Here, for your edification, are the X-rays of dear Paisley's leg. There is, apparently, no new break (since his Monday siezure) but there is, of course, a great deal of abnormality caused by years of living with a shortened ulna. His pronounced lameness, the vet says, may temporarily improve. Unlike me, Fenway Bartholomule, poor cloud dog can't expect much in the way of a full recovery. Not having the $$$$ for surgery to fuse the joint, we are working on making some sort of rigid splint to support the limb and prevent further degeneration. That is, the humans (with their space-age material inventions and their opposable thumbs) are working on making a splint; I am working on giving cloud dog brayful looks of support and encouragement every time he totters into the yard to relieve himself. As always, he fears me (me?!) and keeps his distance. Ears to you, Fenway
Your eyes are deep pools of chocolate Fenway. Oh, and in case you're interested, I continue to like the new sidebar view on your blog. Like you, I've always been an early adopter of anything that has a picture of an apple on it. For me, this has a lot to do with the brilliance of the late Steve Jobs. For you, it may be reminder that you want a snackze.
ReplyDeleteBlue Page, do you know what FarmWife liked best about her first Macbook?
ReplyDeleteThe box. So pretty. So clean. So perfect.
I admired Steve Jobs—the man had muleness. Rest in the great apple orchard in sky, my friend!