We had to get out of the house. We took a fun day trip to Annapolis. It was a beautiful day and we enjoyed ourselves.
We came home from our trip to find Canyon practically trotting up the steps, eating and drinking and wagging her tail. Huh? I guess the force feeding of the steroids and water did the trick. She is more stable now and able to enjoy the good parts of life--like bacon. So, we are going to be able to have her with us for a little while longer. Thank God.
We were able to eat our Steak aux Poirve and chocolate cake with a modicum of happiness in the house. John blew out his birthday candles with Canyon looking on, as she likes to do with birthday cakes. Good ol' Canyon.
Tomorrow afternoon Becca and I are going to Texas on the same flight as Jo Anne (well, assuming we can get ON the damn flight. Every. Single. Flight. into Central Texas is JAMMED FULL). We will be there for the weekend. I'm sure it will fly by way too quickly...as it always does. I am sure I'll gorge myself on every morsel of Tex-Mex food in the vicinity, and I'm sure Becca will be up to her elbows in pies. It will be a welcome get-away!