Say it with me kids ... simple or easy!
With the roofers coming tomorrow and Wednesday, me leaving Thursday, the Boarder's extraordinarily inconsistent schedule (even for him) after the big dust-up last week things naturally came to a head today. Labour Day. A holiday Monday.
He turned up this morning with a swollen forearm, under the elbow with the good-sized wound. Yup. Just brilliant!
May I just say, though, I heart Houdini's v-e-t! You probably knew that already. But I say it again, because a v-e-t that gives you his email address and answers your somewhat panicked questions on a holiday is pretty much worth his weight in gold.
And friends who are willing to step into the breach and ferry you and the animal you don't own to the v-e-t's on a moment's notice? Or offer to help pitch in for the bill? Pretty much priceless. Neighbours who are willing to feed and water him if we can keep him confined while I'm away? The same applies.
So while juggling this poorly timed veterinary emergency isn't quite what I needed, exactly, I'm absolutely blessed with the support of some very, very good people.
Oh — and The Boarder's made two kinds of deposits in the box today, and at least continues to eat like nobody's busines. His tin count today is less than 4, more than 3. But one was very small.