We took Julie and Attie to the vet last week. We found out our kitty is definitely an Atticus!
We also found out Julie is doing pretty darn well for a 13-year-old dog. I'm glad. I want her around for a long time.
Attie had flea poop on her (the vet uses a special comb) so we gave her a bath in blue Dawn when we got home. HIM! I mean HIM! I have to get used to this. Anyway, Dawn is the safest thing to use and it smothers any fleas. Attie did NOT like this.
I kept him warm in a towel and then a blanket. He was so sleepy from getting shots that I was almost worried about him, but he was back to his crazy old self later in the day.
The next event is that Mike and I went to Atlantic City with John and Noreen this past weekend. John is at Diamond level, which means he gets all kinds of nice perks. We got to share in them, of course. It was John's birthday on the 18th. He and I share one week each year where we are exactly the same age.
There is a new, huge Ferris Wheel on the Boardwalk:
I wish the billboard wasn't in the way. Mike and I were actually able to take a walk one day (in January) when it was somewhat mild out. I actually logged 15,000 steps on my Fitbit one of the days we were there. AC is the best for walking.
Thursday is my birthday. I made my pre-op appointment with Dr. B that day, like an idiot. And I was looking right at the calendar when I did it. I'm getting my hair cut in the afternoon. Then the kids are joining Mike and me to have dinner at the Chinese Buffet I like.
Michael is making lasagna for me on Saturday. I will blog about that if I actually remember. Worry about this eye business is sort of messing with my brain.
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