Conner is yucky sick today. Fever, one small resurfacing of breakfast, overall crankiness. This picture is of his third nap of the day.
New puppy, Rocky, is doing well. We saw the vet today and he says he's just great. He does hold up one of his back legs sometimes, and the vet said it's probably because he jumped off of an end table this morning. Brilliant. He's on an anti-inflamatory, and should be fine.
Russell, who was off today, made us a yummy lunch of pimped-out tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches. I even got to have water and caffeine-free Diet Coke. It was fabulous. It's nice to have a husband who loves to cook.