It has finally cooled off a little bit. Supposed to be 60 at night and 90 at the hottest part of the day. I can live with that. Nice walking weather and our pup is so grateful.
Thursday evening I was in the study working on some bills and correspondence and I go to check on Cowboy. He was not in his chair so I go to the patio. He is spending some time there now that the weather is nice. Not on the patio. and then I see his turquoise shirt out of the corner of my eye. He is in the flower bed trying to get up. Apparently his gardening instincts kicked in and he saw some dead branches on a bush. He had gotten an axe and was going to remove it when he fell. Wasn't easy to help him up. He was pretty shaky. He thinks he was laying there about 5 to 10 minutes. He just had eye surgery recently and is not even supposed to bend over for a few more days. He is not supposed to be trying to weild an ax either. What am I going to do with him? Maybe a bell on the door?
Cowboy always took such pride in his yard. It is cared for by others now but I know he misses getting his hands in the dirt. We had the most beautiful flowers before. They don't do well here and we are in drought and nothing but cactus seems to want to stay healthly
Friday I went to the clinic, took Cowboy for a haircut, the dog to the groomer and then when Marsha came I went and had a pedicure and picked up some groceries.
My infection is slowly healing and they tell me it looks good. Have been into the clinic every day but since today is Sunday I had to make other arrangements. I just happen to have a really lovely friend who is also a nurse and she was nice enough to come by this morning and fix me up.
My daughter arrives from New York on Tuesday evening. She called and got Cowboy while I was walking the dog. When I came back, he told me she called and said "I didn't tell her anything". I have no idea why he said that. I called her back and we just talked about her arrival, etc.
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