The vet is still waiting from Goliath’s thyroid blood test to come back. He said most labs only do this test once a week, and that we must have caught them right between cycles. The lab is at Michigan State. He expects that the results will be back by Friday.
In the mean time we have a dog that has turned our house into his own personal toilet. At first we thought we would just tough it out; keep a mop on hand; rent a steam cleaner once he is better. But last night was the last straw when I laid down in bed on a nice wet spot.
I called the vet this morning to see if they could board him until he is better, and they said no problem. I am going to leave work early today so I can get home and take him to the vet’s before they close.
Sheri seemed sad when I told her this. I will be too, but I can’t live like that any longer.
I just found out today that our department will be moving two floors down in a couple of weeks.
My greyhound can run faster than your honor student.
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