It's Sunday already! Guess we are well on our way to the Christmas season. I'm not even going to decorate this year. I'll get my holiday cheer from the television...lol. This morning I had a little scare. As part of Charlie's medical regimen, he takes Lasix. He only weighs 16 pounds so his Lasix pill is about the size of the head of a glass pin.Well, this morning, as I was trying to shove it down his throat (the only way I can get pills in him), he spit it out on the floor...or somewhere. Because Lola is such an eager eater, I HAD to find that darn pill. I had my magnifying glass, my flashlight app on my phone going and I must have spent 45 minutes looking for that pill! Finally I looked down onto my lap and there it was...stuck to my pants. I've tried everything to get Charlie to take his pills without a fight and nothing has worked. I've used all kinds of food bribery, hiding the pills in that. I've tried dipping the pills in butter even. For a tiny, sick dog, he has iron jaws that have to be pried open. Then half the time, the big pill (which is, ironically chewable) gets projectile ejected. I also have to check his beard for pills that he may have cleverly dribbled out the side of his mouth. This is a twice a day struggle for the rest of his life. I'm glad to have him though...he's worth every bit of angst I go through.
I did sew up another Oklahoma Beauty block last night. I'm getting deeper into my stash and to older and older fabric.