Oh, the glamor of it all! Yesterday, I had dental surgery. I’m on pain pills, and have this gob of stuff stuck to my lower gums.
There is dog hair all over every garment I own.
Sadie gets her stitches out tomorrow–no more cone-head beagle! In the meantime, she uses the cone to bash into the backs of my legs to get my attention. š
I’m writing this blog in my pajamas, with my hair sticking out in every direction.
The glamor just never stops.
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