In bed here with Daisy the pug. She's all nestled against the side of the laptop, oblivious to the up-coming surgery tomorrow morning. And our sweet kids are dealing with it in various ways. See, we've never had a dog who's needed surgery like this before, only having spaying done, which seems different for some reason. Not sure why. I do remember, though, when the pugs were spayed that we were spastic that afternoon until we could pick them up. Or maybe we just tend to be spastic in a general sense. Yeah, that could be it.
A teeny part of me is already feeling a relief at having this nonsense over with soon. She's toted this bean-bag-like bladder around for over a year, and diet hasn't helped. This will solve it and that's a blessing.
In other news, sweet Indian boyfriend's mom and sister are flying en route to India for a family wedding. They'll be there 2 weeks, and are very excited. They've not been back in 16 years, I think. Both children were raised over there and sweet Indian boyfriend was 8 when they moved here permanently. Oh, one neat thing...the women in the family are going to get henna tattoos, including boyfriend's mom and sister. Can't wait hear about that, because oldest daughter and I have for YEARS talked about wanting to do that. A whole world has opened up for us with this new relationship. I keep giving our daughter 'the look' saying----'an Indian, seriously???' And we couldn't be happier.
