I left the party too soon, yesterday, it seems. Best wishes to Jake.
In other news, I’m at Busdaddy’s (again) because of the supposed threat of another break-in. I want to go home, but I’m out of gas.
And in still other news, Busdaddy has officially lost over 50 pounds!
When I officially wake up, I may feel half-way decent. I was up twice with chest pains (not surprising) so I’m still hung-over from that.
I dropped Jake off at the vet’s when they opened, and they’ll check him out when they have time. At least he can’t sneak off into a closet and tear his bandage off, if he’s secured at the vet.
We went to the gym, and now I’m going to take a shower. Make Busdaddy buy you gas to celebrate his excellent weight loss!