Another slow night here in the Cole household. Watching old cooking shows On Demand and basically being a sloth. I did serenade Lily with my best Etta James “At Last” rendition, and when I was done, she jumped up onto my chest while I was in the Lazyboy, looked down at me, and licked both lenses of my glasses:
I just love that doggie. Every time I look at her I think my chest is going to burst.
In other news, about 6 hours ago (and an hour after the vet closed), Rosie started repeatedly shaking her head like she has an ear infection. I sniffed her ears and I do not smell any bacteria or fungus, so I don’t know if she has an infection or a bug in her ear, but she is shaking her head so much I had to take her collar off because the sound of her jangling bling was driving me nuts. There goes another 100 bucks, I guess, but I feel bad it is going to have to wait until Monday to treat. Poor girl.