Wednesday night was a run with Bitty up to the emergency vet - she had a broken tooth when she came three years ago and we think it has flared up. She saw Doc Ed on Thursday (he's Doc Andrew's dad!) and he put her on antibiotics. She's not "owie meowie" any more, but she's now hiding under the bed. *bigger sigh* She drinking, but not eating. If she doesn't eat soon, she's going back on Monday. Anyhow, after all that excitement, I crashed Thursday night.
On the bright side, I saw Sonia and the three Angels on their way out at the vet. :-) Big Girl, Cheeks and Noel came through their surgeries like little champs! Everyone is doing well and bouncing around like nothing happened. Daddy Frank couldn't wait to get Noel back! What can I say - the girl has him wrapped around her dew claw!
So, our rerun for the day is the Maples at three weeks old, bellying up to the milk bar. One of my favorites!