Rain, rain, and more rain. Good for the trees. Bad for the doggies. Maybe I should get them their own umbrellas.
Took the RV to Ft. Collins for Mother's Day weekend. I've mostly recovered from the surgery, so all went well. The only problem I had was when Jess attacked another dog while we were walking. Shocked the heck out of me, since she's never done anything like that before. It was the second time I've walked her and Timmy since the surgery. She pulled out of her collar and jumped a dog while we all walked past each other. I know you're not supposed to get in the middle of a dog fight, but instinct took over and I hit her on the head and dragged her away. (Don't tell my surgeon...) The other woman was very nice about it and said there was just a scratch on her dog's chest, so I gave her a copy of Jess's rabies certificate and told her to call me if it was more serious. I spent the rest of the evening in shock, wondering what could have possibly made her react that way.
Aside from the dog drama, it was nice to get out and feel "normal" again. And, maybe it's the cancer, maybe it's my mid-life crisis, but I started thinking, "Gee, I'd really like to get a motorcycle....." Maybe when I finally get my master's, I'll treat myself to a bike.