Mom wanted to thank everyone again for the birthday wishes on Caturday.
When we asked how old she was, she said she hasn't quite been around since
dinosaurs had tea parties but not so far off.
And WE got the present - fried chicken!!
Here's hoping none of us get all melty this week.
Monday morning update:
Toby is not doing well. His arthritis, or whatever its cousin is, is progressively getting worse. This morning I watched him want to jump from the bed to the dressing table - a very easy jump - and all he could manage was the butt wiggle. Later I watched him work up to getting in the litterbox.
The vet says it's Tramadol - which he reacted badly to - or Medicam. The other meds are off limits because of other considerations but today when we go to the vet, I'm telling her to choose the best one for pain management and quality of life.