So. Since March everything has changed. I have a new job, a new boyfriend, basically a new life. I am still in MY house, you know, cause it's actually mine. I still have the puppies. Things are really good, but very different.
Until I have time to sit down and figure out where to start, feast your eyes on the furbabies:
Apparently Dozer had suffered an injury to his right rear foot before we adopted him. The trauma had caused his foot to grow an additional toe. Weird, right? We called it his Tandem Toe, because it was actually attached to what would be your pinky toe. Recently the toe became irritated and swollen and our vet recommended removal. So poor Dozer had to have surgery Friday.
On our way home from the vet, still doped up on anesthesia.
Poor sad foot.
In turn we spent the whole weekend doing mostly this: