Sure enough, after having another test done, it appears the vet is acknowledging that I don’t have failing kidneys. Hah! Unfortunately, she refuses to admit that the liver test outcome was wrong and is sticking to her story that I failed it.
So, still no bacon. I have figured out how to get the frying pan out of the cabinets and how to get the bacon out of the freezer:
Unfortunately, the bacon is in the refrigerator, not the freezer. It’s so high! Now what?
Dad wants to know what that line is in the pictures. It’s the cord to the vacuum. Mom hasn’t done much cleaning up around here and I decided to give it a go. However, I have a better chance of cleaning the floors by using my tail as a Swiffer.
Hey, guess what? Dad starting clearing a path for me out front, but after seeing lightning and hearing claps of thunder he decided to come in. Smart move, Dad.
I can’t believe how much cement snow we have. I hope we have a strong roof. Sweet dreams, Kristy.
I love you!