I won’t report on what’s happening at the hospital with Dad right now because the situation is so changing, uncertain, and — yeah, it’s stuff to live personally right now, not blog content.
Craig and I did, however, have something to celebrate on Sunday:
We also bought him a frosted dog cookie, which he licked and pawed but wouldn’t eat in the car. He waited till he got it home, ran out into the back yard, and buried it in the dirt. Yum!