This is Ryan's dog, Poppie yo yo neck. She's eleven years old. You can see the gray hair in her eyebrows ... do dogs have eyebrows? lol.
Yesterday she went to the groomer for a spa day ... ha ha ... read that a bath and haircut. She can't see as well as she used to and when we came back she missed her footing in the garage, jumping down from the SUV and fell to the cement floor. If she's not still in shock, I am. Poor old girl. She seems okay but was shaken up for a while. Ryan was too. He worries about her anyway.
Dang dog! They worm their way into your affections and then, there you are! One more family member to worry about. Sheesh! I think she's sore this morning because she looks a little ratty here. She normally stands up with the camera is around and preens, smiles etc.
She's not the only one. I'm feeling ratty too. Woke with a stomach bug and am hoping it will wane as the day waxes on. It doesn't stop me from working, however, one of the drawbacks of being self employed. There is no one else to do anything so you power through unless you're literally sleeping on the b'room floor. Hopefully it won't come to that.
Take care, dear friends.
Much love and joy,
Karen
Remember to preorder your copy of "Children of Light" my new book coming out this month.
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