We brought Slick to another vet this morning. He had a rough weekend. He got a cortisone shot today -- so we're hoping that fixes things. The vet thinks it's just a muscle spasm, not a spine problem. I'd kind of like to see an x-ray -- but Dr. Aguilar says it's not necessary.
Both of da boyz have lost weight on my meatloaf diet. I measure it out quite strictly. They needed to lose a couple of pounds, but now I think it's time for "maintenance" as they say in Weight Watchers. That means . . . more cookies!
Ross is starting to work on the plans for our trip back. Can you believe it? Just three more weeks. We'll be taking a different route north than the one we came down on -- and taking a little longer, too.
We also have to figure out what to do with Casa Gecko while we're gone. We don't really want to rent it out. Too bad there's no one we know here who temporarily needs a place to stay while they're looking for a permanent place. (But I guess that's unrealistic.) We're going to talk to a management company that will pay our bills. And maybe we'll need to come back a couple times to see how it's going here.
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