Last night, Kristen, Alex, and I enjoyed our fire pit with a lovely campfire as they exchanged nervous and excited feelings of their anticipation of going to college.
I also took Snickers to the vet because of a tumor underneath his belly that practically tripled in size overnight. The vet seemed to think it was an allergic reaction, but I tend to think that it was too bizarre to be that. Plus, he is drinking massive quantities of water at once. Poor guy...he has cataracts and is going to start taking incontinence pills. I love him, but 13 1/2 is pretty old for a dog.
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