There is more trauma facing Misty today. She has to go back to the vet: Rabies vacc., check on dry eye. and check on skin. I am going to the hairdresser, so it is up to Him Behind the Wheel to console the little dog. Come to think of it, I often dislike some bits of the hairdressing experience: cold water slopped down my neck, being covered in spikey foils, snitchy bits for the rest of the day.
Misty doesn’t like haircuts either.
Thanks for the prayers, Lydia, Misty had a much less traumatic trip to the vet than expected. She has to have her eye cream only once a day now, though she will probably have to get used to it as it will be an ongoing treatment.
Comment reinstate —— It’s early in the a.m. and I’m on my way for bed. Then I suddenly think about Misty and wonder how she is! I’m glad I checked so I can say a little prayer for her before sleep.
(My gray roots are now about 1 inch. My husband asked me not to color my hair last week when he was on vacation, so I obliged. I’m still not ready to go gray!)