TGIF Dogs and other pals. At least that is what my mother is always mumbling on Fridays. We are having a low-key afternoon. Zorra is still a little under the weather. Mother was forced to take her to the vet yesterday because Zorra just wasn't feeling up to par. The doctor gave Zorra some medicine and she is feeling better today, but we are all just relaxing.
Zorra isn't going to be too happy this evening when we are off to agility and flyball class. I am happy as I will take Zorra's place in flyball. At last, I will get another chance to participate. I will make an excellent flyball dog, once someone realizes my potential (A stab of jealousy at my mother. SHE is the one holding me back).
I have been watching tv all day, and found that my hero is having a marathon today.
Of course, that is NOT to take away from the fine nursing that the 2 Astas and NIT (nurse in training) Lacie are showing our good pal, Jackson. They are also our heroes because they have the gift of nursing. (I really don't need other girls besides my sister mad at me!!)
But, I would like to say that my mother just laughs and laughs when watching Asta, as she says that she had always wanted a dog like Asta in the movies. And, now she has one. Hmmmmmmm. I am taking that as a compliment. woof woof
The old boy looks like he is having a good time to me. I know that many of our pals on here have often found themselves in these situations. Ah, isn't the life of a pooch mostly grand.....