Recently Joe went to the Vet and got diagnosed with Kennel Cough, bad dog cold. He got over that and took all of his medicine like a good dog. Well I took him back to get his annual shots and his nails trimmed thinking it would be no big deal, right? Wrong. Joe got sedated. I really thought I was going to have to call Jason and tell him Joe had died at the Vet. They gave him a shot to wake him back up, but he wasn't very awake, he was walking sideways. When we got home he just laid on the floor lethargic, Bob enjoyed being able to get right up in his face and not mauled. So when Jason got home, he stayed on the floor. Joe has never been able to contain himself when he sees his dad. He wasn't normal til the next morning.
Well, we started by painting the kitchen. Then we painted to living room, took down the trim and painted it as well...headache. Most recently we put down a new kitchen floor. It wasn't too bad until we (Jason) got to the edges and had to measure and cut and measure and cut... Poor guy was in the kitchen forever bent over, he hurt the next day. I however did roll the rolling pin over the entire floor at least three times. That was a good time, let me tell ya. But it was all worth it!
