That was just to get your attention. There's business to go over first - then Jackie-Mania will continue. We've knit 1482 socks so far this year. We're 95 days into the year.
Does anyone care about the other statistics, or do we just want more puppy pictures?
That's what I thought.
After spending the night in the hospital Saturday (in the first picture with the blue toy, you can see her shaved leg from being on an IV all night. I told her she shouldn't have shaved it because it will just grow back thicker - what are big sisters for? - but she had her mind made up), Jackie came home around noon on Sunday. She's been eating a chicken broth/rice mixture until her tummy adjusted, and today had some actual puppy food. She's feeling much better, responds to her name most of the time, comes on command a high percentage of the time, and is incredibly sweet. If anyone can teach me how to put short movies up on blogger, you'll be able to see her cute prance and hear her thunderous footsteps (which are impressive considering she currently weighs about eight pounds).
So thank you for the many prayers. I really don't believe she would have lived through the night if my parents hadn't adopted her, and I'm sure the prayers helped as well.
Now Oscar glues his nose to my pants when I return and I swear I'm hearing mutterings of "traitor" and "Benedict Arnold" under his breath. Trevor and Aslan don't care.