Saturday, September 15, 2012
In about an hour, I have the great pleasure (NOT!) of trying to round up Prince Harry, put him in the carrier, and head out to the vet again. His eyeball was treated about a month ago and has gotten worse. I'm hoping it's just a matter of stronger eyedrops and not something awful going on. Meanwhile, going to the vet is a stressful thing. Less so now that I found this new vet. Hope all turns out okay with him. And his brother, William, is such a baby that I have to worry about him being alone. These boys think they are people and need humans around to function well.
Wishing all a happy day.