“I ate the vet bill for Charlie’s teeth extraction,” she says triumphantly. “It was a lot of money. Thought I was helping you out.”
Which meant I had to call the vet’s office to get the amount and pay it. It sure wasn’t cheap to yank 11 teeth out of poor Charlie’s mouth.
We take little walks in the yard. I’m getting good about walking in the steel boot. Love getting a photo of the male cardinal.
A rather “loopy” looking robin.
And the blue jay, with a prize in its mouth.