Grandsons are here. We played a rousing 3 hands of Uno, then a snack of buttered toast (second breakfast). They have migrated to their stash of games and toys they keep here: hot wheels and a Trouble game. The weather is decent but it may rain, so we may or may not go to a park. Angus is keeping a close eye on them. He likes them, but he is terribly jealous. I think he may have the beginnings of doggie dementia. He does get restless at night, and will hide in my closet and bark at an invisible boogie man. At times he will look at me like he doesn't recognize me. But he seems comfortable.
Perhaps Mayson has a subluxation? But, yeah, the doggy NSAIDS can help. I think dd's old dog was on Rimadyl (sp?). I have heard of doggies getting benzos or SSRIs.
Tweety, that is too bad about your bestie. I can kinda see why he might feel discouraged. He is lucky to have your help, and I know you will do what you can. Hopefully, he can get some answers and get to healing!
Joe, your new job seems to fit you, and you seem to like the variety. Plus it is always nice when people call back. What with robocalls and spoofing I know I don't answer my phone if I don't recognize the number. Did you read the article on the yellow side about a hospital having their phone system jammed?
Steph, that is cool to find a Facebook group to connect with about your work. I imagine hospices tend to be small and spread out but networking with your herd is nice.
Stars, I have that issue with extended release stuff. When did I take it last? And as another sign of approaching geezerhood, I have a weekly pill organizer, for the daily in the am with food, daily in the pm, twice a day, daily on an empty stomach, and sublingual.
And mail?, most of it doesn't even come in the house, but into the recycle on the front porch.
Anyway, off to the park, ta