My fluid treatment/dialysis has been working! I’ve perked up over the past few days, and Mom doesn’t have the local pet crematorium’s phone number on her speed dial anymore. So, here’s a few more of my SOM (Summer Of Minn) rules:
I am no longer scared of thunderstorms. Here I am during today’s lightning fest:
Wait a minute – I think I already blogged about this. It’s because I’m almost totally deaf and can’t hear the thunder. Okay, let’s move on to another rule.
I can collapse anywhere, anytime:
Well, I guess that’s been done before, too. Alright, here’s a new one – I can barge into any door whenever I want to:
I can now guard my home by barricading a door instead of standing watch. It’s a much wiser use of time and energy:
And the treatage is back! My dad & sister found a treat that’s low in protein, so my failing liver and kidneys approve:
Finally, I can inspect the dishwasher for any tasty left-overs:
The most important SOM rule remains: NMB. A huge bark to whomever figures out that acronym. I love you!