The clan Martell had a rough week last week. Poor Henry spent some time in the hospital and had an "emergency" trip to the animal emergency hospital one evening. Of course the guy perked right up as soon as we walked thru the doors of the hospital. Our dear little canine had a raging case of "garbage guts" and had to go stay at his regular vet's office for IV fluids. All of his symptoms have subsided and he's as healthy as a horse though still being medicated. We ran into his vet at kindergarten drop-off this a.m. at Willows and she gave him a quick once over and deemed him healthy and the cutest little dog she's ever treated. Okay, maybe she didn't say the last part but I just know she was thinking it.
En route to visiting Henry in the hospital Jamie and I were rear ended by a Pathfinder. Boo, hiss. The poor teenager driving was mortified. It so easily could have been me happily and distractedly plowing into someone in front of me. Poor kid. Anyway, our trusty people mover will be back in the shop for a new tail gate and new bumper. All shiny and new.
We enjoyed a relaxing Spring break and I look forward to hanging out with the boys over the summer holidays. This getting up, fed and watered, washed, dressed and out the door by 8:30 is for the repressed. It sucks, man. The boys & I enjoy the more leisurely pace offered by being on holiday. I smell summer coming... our flowers are in bloom and our lawns have already had one cutting. I can't WAIT until we can throw on our Crocs and walk out the door. Banish the pesky jackets and vests! Down with the raincoats and umbrellas! On with the sunblock!
Big love to all.
Trey xo
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