Josh continues to recover from the dental work performed yesterday. He's still on pain meds, which has put Gracie into hardcore protection mode. She knows he's neurologically compromised and she's very upset by it. This morning when I touched his arm to wake him, Gracie jumped on top of his chest and spread her front paws over him, protectively. No snarling or growling, but the message was quite clear. Perhaps she's missed her calling as a therapy dog.
We have a short list of things to do this afternoon, mainly touch up painting the exterior (if it warms up a bit) and the interior. Mainly this is due to new fixtures, such as lights and the new doorbell (which Josh set to play Hava Nagila). *eye roll*
I'm making a soft and squishy casserole for dinner. Which should be a good meal for Josh's teeth. Meanwhile, the doggies are rejoicing over a round of carrot-chewing.
This is the quiet, Island life at its best.
We have a short list of things to do this afternoon, mainly touch up painting the exterior (if it warms up a bit) and the interior. Mainly this is due to new fixtures, such as lights and the new doorbell (which Josh set to play Hava Nagila). *eye roll*
I'm making a soft and squishy casserole for dinner. Which should be a good meal for Josh's teeth. Meanwhile, the doggies are rejoicing over a round of carrot-chewing.
This is the quiet, Island life at its best.