A Good Day

It's a good day when you don't have dig a grave and bury a beloved pet. 
So far, two good days in a row.
I will say that I walk out to do chores in the morning with fear and trepidation in my heart.  If I had a whole lot more money, I would hire a full-time vet.

My husband commented that he knows I am not "in a good place" because I don't take pictures anymore. 

I guess I better get working on changing that around real soon.