What a gorgeous day! A high of 69 must mean that Fall is here! Since I don't have to work until 6pm, I am going to bust out my box of scarves and cardigans and make an effort to show the people of Norfolk how thrilled I am that Fall is here. Our A/C is off and ALL the windows are open. Ooh! I'm very excited.
I got up early this morning and made Adam some breakfast brain food. He and his friend are going to skip work today and go to Chesapeake Regional to take their Military Competency Test (a test that gives military members a handful of civilian-grade private piloting certifications). Of course, I gave him a pocket-sized good luck card (Adam's serious about his luck) and a bag of cookies so the boys would have something to munch on. Everyone send him positive thoughts!
Backtracking a few days, I took the pups to the groomer inside Petsmart. This was a first for us and the dogs but they were getting really scraggly looking so I made the executive decision to take them and surprise Adam. Little did I know, I was in for a surprise as well. A few hours after Adam came home, we got the call that our babies were ready. Upon picking them up, we saw what (we thought) was the worst thing possible: the groomers had shaved off ALL of the kid's ear hair! For those of you that don't know, we have two papillons which are known for their long ear hair; it's actually how they got the name papillon (meaning "butterfly" in French). I was shocked (then a little angry) that these self-professed "Professionally Trained Groomers" would make a mistake like that. But it gets worse. As Adam and I head to the front to pay for these hideous haircuts, we noticed Piper (our 2 year old female) was limping. She wasn't putting any weight at all on her back left leg. We asked to see a manager who came over very promptly. After talking with us for a minute, he went back to the groomer who claimed they "didn't even notice" that Piper had a limp. The manager then escorted us over to Banfield, the vet inside Petsmart (where Piper and Luca usually go for appts). After some xrays and a not-so-quick check up, the vet said there was nothing that he could see that was making her limp. The manager ended up comp'ing the pain meds Piper was given, the vet visit AND the hideous cuts and although I was very appreciative of his seemingly genuine concern, my blood can't help but boil every time I think of that dang groomer. Here it is, three days later and Piper is STILL refusing to put pressure on her back leg. Adam and I have isolated her injury to the paw area (she's fine with touching the hip and leg). We were thinking maybe a nail was cut too short or cracked down the middle but we can't seem to find a "hurt nail". I sent an email in to corporate so hopefully I'll hear back soon. I just want my baby girl to get better cause her limp just breaks my heart.
This weather is too perfect. It makes me want to clean! (Uck, what's wrong with me!?)
Tomorrow FL plays Tennessee. Chomp those Vols! Go Gators!
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