Bun morning, Everybun!
We’re doing pretty well. Tuesday’s visit to the v.e.t. went well; the expression wasn’t too terrible, and Charlie was in good spirits by the end of the day. Of course, we’re not talking proper “nannerini spirits.”
Thump!
The biped said something to Ruby, the Technician, about having difficulties gauging Charlie’s level of discomfort, and Dr. Learning came back with, Charlie has earned her right to daily Metacam doses.”
Thump!
That’s all good and dandy, but ya don’t wanna hear stuff like that! And we got a script for Gabapentin as an option, as needed.
Thuuuuuump!
But all that sounds about right for a M*nd*y, masquerading as a Tuesday.
So let me repeat: Charlie is doing well, and knock-on-wood, we didn’t need to resort to any extraordinary measures.
Today we just want to have a reset. Catch up on naps - loaf - art in the afternoon.
The sorry sod is trying to get his caboose rolling, so the afternoon is cleared for drawing - we didn’t do nearly enough of that last week.
We’ll keep you posted!
- Gus


