This past week, we had a new arrival. This very special newcomer is the reason why I felt like we couldn't keep our foster-kitty, Mo. His name is Tubby (after Tubby Smith, a former UK basketball coach) and he's about 14 years old.
Tubby is the precursor to a few other changes that I'll tell you about as they occur. One change that we had this weekend was Max. He was groomed. I didn't take him to our "regular" groomer, but one that I knew would take her time and be careful with Max because of his knees. What I didn't know is that she would sheer him like a sheep! With cold temps the last couple of days, it had Max shivering so I put a shirt on him to keep him warm. Poor Max....
Finally, I want to thank-you all for your kind and supportive comments during this "unfortunate incident" with Todd. I saw my friend's daughter today, and thankfully her finger has healed nicely. Tomorrow morning the Department of Health comes for a last health-check of Todd.
I am so looking forward to putting this whole event behind us.