Yesterday was a day all about my little zoo.
It started with a trip to the vet. My poor little Samuel is a very sick little cat right now. He had a steroid injection which will take about 24 hours to kick in. Here’s hoping.
After the vet shenanigans, a trip to the dog part was in order.
I think he was sad to see that Sam came home from vet. I think he was hoping it would be a one way trip. Sam and Lewis tolerate each other, and sometimes like each other. But if the household was to go from two felines to one, I’m not sure there would be any complaints.
These judgey eyes are nothing compared to the look I got when Lewis came downstairs and I had Sam wrapped up in a blanket on my lap. Sick Sam = cuddly Sam. I’ve gotta take whatever I can get.
I’m off to the gym for a spin-run workout. Seeing the pics of my arms up there? Puuuuuuuuuuuke. I’ve been Tracky McTrackerton of late, and making great food choices. Must focus on the good instead
of my fatty mcbutterpants chubby arms the bad.
Happy Canada Day!