I started out about an hour before Rocky's appointment. I should have given him a couple of Benadryl tabs, and in fact, the vet asked me to do so before his next nail clip. The walk is about 1-1/3 miles, at least, and he was still going strong when we arrived. After fighting with Rocky trying to hold him to an easy walk, plus the worst streets and walk lanes in the city, I was whipped when we arrived. The walk back home was just as bad. Why in the world can't he just walk normally, in a straight line, with his head up! Now he is ready for a nap. The thought of pouring myself a drink with a stiff shot of something sounds enticing, but it doesn't sound good in the morning, lol.
I really don't have anything else to say, and hope the rest of my day is uneventful.
Happy Friday, or T.G.I.F.!
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