My back has been killing me all day. I was doing okay and then gave the dog his meds and something went. I could barely walk.
Between Tiger and I, our house is like a sick ward, lol. Tiger had an eye procedure this week and the poor baby has been in pain so I gave him his pain meds wrapped in a piece of cheese.
Then I went to take MY meds and I wrapped the pill in a piece of cheese and realized, "What am I doing? Should I also pat myself on the head and say, 'Good boy?!"
Tonight DH is carving the pumpkin for tomorrow night and the legions of kids we will probably get. I have a "hot" date with a heating pad, lol.