On the bright side:
Shep was an angel* on the weekend. And his vomiting was only a reaction to worming and the scratching to eating something stupid**, while antibiotics are taking care of the worrysome coughing/gagging/wheezing.
The weekend in general. Sunshine and views.
Blonde moment - a hairdresser who knows how to colour and cut my Nordic hair. Go Zoe!
An old favourite revisited.
(*if angels love rolling in cow pats and chasing endangered little furries?)
(**involving cow pats - and endangered little furries...?)
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