<html><head><style type="text/css"><!-- DIV {margin:0px;} --></style></head><body><div style="font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt;color:#000000;"><DIV>Bo is turning my hair gray--what is not already gray, that is. On a leash, CIC Bo has refused to venture farther than one house to either side of ours since we moved here two months ago. He generally looks highly wary--certain that we will be bombed by squirrel drones or something if we are visible in any way beyond the walls of our compound. Okay. So today my husband returned from the store and apparently left the gate open. Soon I heard shouts from the end of the block and an adorable little boy appeared at my door, breathless, panting "Your dog is in the road! Your dog is in the road!" I rushed out (with Lt. Harley right behind me) and there, at the very end of our road--at least a block away--is Commander Bo, smiling his most winningly, performing Meet and
Greet in the middle of the street with a group of children. I could not have dragged him that far with a tank and chain. I called his name and he came loping up the street, all smiles. "I'm not afraid to leave the compound, Mom, I just don't want to be seen with YOU!!" Thanks, Bo.</DIV>
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<DIV>And on another note. Talk about sticker shock! Day before yesterday I took the two hounds to the vet for their yearly physical and vaccinations. Both are in good health for them--Harley in excellent health; Bo doing quite well with his chronic health conditions. The vet recommended "senior panels" on both. Urinalysis, fecal samples, blood work, heartworm tests, (and nail trims). And I got three months worth of heartworm meds. and flea preventive. The tab?--$450 per dog!! Wish I'd asked first. Our TV just gave up the ghost. We've decided to wait a few months to replace it since we'll be paying off the vet bills for at least that long. </DIV></div></body></html>