Hi friends, hi friends, hi friends!
I had the most terrible Monday. It was beyond mischief is was the worst, worst, worst.
I had to be in the car for 87 million hours and I may have been sick and had an accident.
Then when I got to the scary place I had to be cleaned up.
The bad people took me away from my people and brought me back missing fur.
Apparently, while this experience was terrible, terrible, terrible, my cardiologist said it was "best case scenario." My heart murmur has gone from a 3 to a 1, and the walls of my heart look, normal, normal, normal. It sees my heart problem is a unique valve (I do not like the term defective) and as long as I take my meds, I will be fine, fine, fine.
Lady and Man were far happier about this then I was (but they hadn't been sick, had an accident and sat in it).
your pal, who doesn't need to see the cardiologist who is mean, mean, mean, for a year.
