Some Weeks Are Killers

This week has been so tiring! I think I  took a bit more on than I could chew...or bake!  I signed on to help with a bake sale at church and getting all that done along with working, taking call, having our church youth group over on Sunday after a church Christmas social on Saturday was way over my limit.  Did I mention that Jack and I head out to Chicago tomorrow for our Christmas with my Mom and family?  There's things to do to get ready for that too!  What was the frosting on this sugar cookie week?  Chubbs got really sick on Sunday night.  So sick we thought he wouldn't make it.  I had to stay home with him on Monday until I could get him to the vet.  We were bracing ourselves for the worst.  We didn't know if he had a stroke, seizure, or what.  He wasn't able to walk as his back legs would hardly hold him up.  After looking at his blood work the Vet thought he could possibly have a tumor on his spleen because Chubbs was so anemic.  He also has an enlarged heart and an old fracture on his hip.  Then throw in an infection...he was a sick little guy.   Looking at the x-rays we were able to rule out any tumors so he was put on an antibiotic, pain meds and a wing and a prayer!  Thankfully he's made a full recovery and back to his old self.  We are so happy that we can take him with us for the weekend and he can meet our family.  

He's got his Christmas scarf on and is ready to rock!  One last thing I almost forgot.  Guess who has poison ivy?  Me!  That nasty black walnut tree had it's last laugh on me alright.  I stupidly picked up a few branches forgetting about the vines twisted around them...poison ivy vines.  I'm usually not too reactive to poison ivy but this time I've got it on my face, arms and chest...just shoot me....or atleast pass the calamine lotion please!  HOHOHO...dang tree.