If it’s not one thing…
I spent yesterday worrying about this one:
April is probably about 13 or 14 years old; I’ve had her since 1998, and when I brought her home she was emaciated, had given birth to at least one litter of puppies, and was heartworm positive. She has been my loyal sidekick and protector, and the leader of the pack. Since coming down with vestibular disease earlier this year, she has been quiet and less playful, and has lost weight. Late last week, she started dragging the toes on her left hind foot, which is likely a sign of neurological problems. I don’t want to put her through a lot of anesthesia and surgery and the like, so I’m taking the palliative care route. Please think nice thoughts for sweet April.
Anyway, she’s the reason I didn’t get anything done yesterday. I did remove the shriveled coral honeysuckle that Sweetpea had apparently extracted from the ground. *Sniff* We went to Shoal Creek Nursery to return a spading fork that broke after an hour, and to redeem a coupon for 5 free 4″ annuals! I was very close to getting pentas, but brought home marigolds instead. The vegetable garden needed some color, and I am hoping their reputation for protecting veggies from pests is well-earned. I might have to go back for the pentas if the columbines and Turk’s cap in the front don’t start flowering!