This morning I’m leaving around 10 for the airport. My flight to San Francisco is at 1:30. I’ll be home tomorrow at 5. The news of the day was Jag rolled his ankle playing ball. His x-ray was negative so he’ll heal up in a couple of weeks but he has a swollen sprained ankle and is on crutches and wearing a boot. Always something. At least he doesn’t have to worry about studying from late night games in Keensburg this week. Ty has a JV game here tonight at 5:30. Lori will go.
I had all the carpets cleaned yesterday and in the middle of the night Mojo somehow moved everything we had used to barricade him off the stairs and came up. We had to coax him downstairs just to be safe. His back legs are not moving well at all. I’ll pick up some pills at the vet for him before I go. He’s been on CBD but I guess it’s not working as well as we thought it was.
Lori has clinic and has to go early so she can return the ice machine she borrowed for Jag by 8. I just took the dogs up the hill. It was cold in gym shorts. It’s 6:50 now so time to get the boys up and moving. They could sleep through a rock concert. A week from today Jag is 18, wow. Time to get moving, have a great day and God Bless.