Checking in quickly. I'm home. What a Guardian Angel Jean is.
I let Pucci watch me dress my knee this morning. He sat quietly, looked, and at the first opportunity, tried to jump on my knees.
![Frown :( :(](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
So much for "show and tell".
Yesterday was a LONG and tiring day for me - and, I know, for poor Jean. We dropped Pucci off for grooming, then I went to the hairdresser. After that, Jean took me to the cemetery to visit my parents and she, her husband. Yesterday was my Mother's birthday and, also, the day she died.
![Bawl :bawl: :bawl:](/forums/styles/vb4smileys/bawl.gif)
We stopped at a gas station and I filled up the tank in Jean's SUV. Then, we went to pick up a pair of glasses I had ordered, stopped in at church at my request, picked up Pucci, stopped to pick up one of my prescriptions that was ready, and limped back to Jean's house. We both were exhausted.
So now, I'm in the office again.
:thankyou::thankyou::thankyou: to those who have been kind enough to respond here, email me, call me. You are dear to me!
Mary Ann