I keep checking my phone and my calendar. It's driving me nuts, but I keep feeling like I'm supposed to be somewhere this morning. I've had stuff going on every morning this week, so it's probably just me feeling odd about being home all morning. Jane seems to appreciate not being hauled around. Her one eye still has the clogged tear duct. I hope that rights itself soon. Here she is, waiting for me to put down my phone and give her my full attention!

Her eyes are such a dark gray still. We're so curious to see if they will go blue or brown!

September 21st~ Happy birthday, Drago! My little buddy turns 12 approximately today. When I got him I was still finishing school. He was the cutest fluff of a puppy ever. It was love at first sight. He's been my furkid ever since. It hasn't always been smooth sailing; he's had terrible allergies from age 4+. He's been twice attacked by German Shepherds. He's also had some pretty significant eye injuries. He's had to weather a baby, then grabby toddler for a brother. Still, at this very moment, we've got the allergies better controlled, his eyes are healed, and his fur is thicker than it's been in years. Things are going well for the old boy. I remember people saying we'd get rid of him when we had a kid. Boy, were they wrong! 

Drago enjoying a birthday treat