Trip to the Vet

Today we all go to the vet. Annie has a bump on her chest that worries me. And Sage has her annual check-up. Oh, that sounds so wonderful. Just an annual check-up.

It's been a year. I am sure the vet, Dr. Mark, will remind me to get Sage's weight down. And I worry about Annie. But it is Sage who will have problems at the vet. She has always hated being in the building, much less try to be nice to the vet.

To the vet. One year later. Only a few months since Murphy's death. Annie has not been back since her shots. It all seems like some sort of milestone.

Murphy's day.