Friday is the first day of Autumn here in the good old US of A. Which means the apple tree in my back yard is looking a lot like this lately:
Fall is my favorite time of year, not only is my Birthday in 2 weeks (October 5th to be exact), but it’s the anniversary of when I met my family. So to pre-celebrate the lovely fallness, I had a little chow down on my first apple of the season.
This means I don’t have to go to my annual vet check up in November then, right?
I’ve been very busy playing nurse lately.
My Dad had to have knee surgery on Tuesday because of a torn meniscus. I’m not really sure what all that means, but I do know that I have to take my job as Nurse Ammo very seriously.
Someone has to make sure he heals properly so that I have someone to play fetch with in the backyard again.
Don’t tell him, but secretly I’m hoping that he can’t stop itching licking his wound – because then I’d be forced to make him wear the cone of shame.
What? It’s for his own good!