The snow cones at the show were awesome. I haven't had a snow cone in YEARS! Thatcher loved them. Can you see it dripping off his chin?
As the week continued Thatcher's bottom didn't get much better so we had two more doctor appointments and two more perscriptions. We think it may have even developed into a staph infection. It was just a long week, especially for him. I hate taking him to doctor appointments because he won't sit still and he is so social he has to "talk" to every Tom, Dick, Kathy, and Jane in the waiting room. I never sit down and just run after him non stop. The crazyness doesn't stop in the waiting room-in the examining room he is trying to open doors, push on buttons and dig in the trash. By the end of the appointment I want to run out of there screaming! His bottom is finally looking better and hopefully this weekend will be much better!
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