"Everything's gonna be alright, rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye..." -Shawn Mullins, Lullaby

Ok...you know you are officially an adult, when a college aged student at the local HEB asks your advise on how to pick out meat! Seriously? I was happy to help this girl understand what a split chicken breast was, but I felt profoundly older and even mother-like as she thanked me and walked away. Of course this was after we looked at her recipe together and talked about what exactly it called for. WOW. Did she scan the various people at the meat counter and I just looked appropriate to ask? Or maybe, I was just approachable. Maybe I smiled. I don't know, but I definitely had a moment in HEB the other day after this occurred. :)


Ok, update on Daisy. I've let some of you know that she came in last Thursday night with a gash in the top of her head. :( IT was bleeding, but not profusely. I proceeded to mildly freak out and Brian proceeded to stay totally calm and clean her cut out. It didn't look too deep, so I just called the vet's office. Since it was 8 pm, they did not answer, but instead offered a number to call their after care service in Killeen..who did NOT return my call, even though I told them how concerned I was on their little message machine.

Anyways, in the morning, the cut had not closed up. Brian thought she would be ok, but I was still concerned. I called the vet and told them the situation and made an appointment to come in and have it looked at after school. Turns out Daisy needed 5 stitches! So sad! She was pretty doped up after her minor surgery and couldn't exactly walk straight. She did a lot of leaning on me. I'm sure it was for comfort sake/so that she could attempt to walk a straight line. Our vet gave us a cone for Daisy to wear so that she would not mess with the stitches...I really didn't want to use it. I was able to hold off until Saturday afternoon, when Daisy finally realized that there was something on top of her head and messed with it.





Daisy on the way home...she couldn't quite figure out how this sitting on the seat thing worked...I had to pull over 2 times to reposition her!
Her sad stitches. The look a LOT better now, three days out from this pic!

Daisy resting after her surgery. She eventually came in and curled up on the couch with me as the drugs started to wear off.

Out of respect for the emotional damage that a picture of Daisy with the cone on her head might do to her, I will refrain from posting that pic. Needless to say, she learned her lesson and has not messed with it since which equals no more cone-wearing for her! :) She is recovering well, and should get her stitches out early next week! I'm sure glad I took her in! My vet did comment and say, "It kinda looks like she lost the fight" with her shaved stitched up head and all!