Cold morning!

It's currently 32° and the temp is expected to drop a few more degrees before dawn.  I'm guessing winter is finally here!  It's so funny how we complain about the heat of summer and wish for winter, then we gripe about the cold of winter and wish for summer!

Shirley is really having such troubles.  About 3 months ago she was diagnosed with petite mals and put on phenobarbytol (sp?) twice a day.  It took about a month to get the dosage regulated, but I haven't seen a seizure in weeks now.  The pheno has caused her already heavy weight to rage out of control and that's giving her bad hips fits.  She fell while trying to get in a chair over the weekend and hurt her bad hip again, then on Wednesday night she injured her good hip and was totally unable to walk for 12 or so hours. I called the vet & made an appointment, but she began hobbling around so I cancelled the appointment.  This morning she's really stove up again & I had to carry her outside.  Don't know what to do.  There's really nothing the vet can do and she's miserable.  I hate to think of having her put down, but it's in my mind.

My friend Norma died a month ago.  She called me just to chat on Tuesday afternoon and was dead the next morning.  I'm still having trouble wrapping my head around this!

Don't know why this season of holidays makes me so blue, but it really does...always has.

Tomorrow my sister & I will be taking our stepfather, Bert, to breakfast to celebrate  his 94th birthday!  He's absolutely amazing, golfs every day, drives and lives alone.  He keeps a really neat house and is always dressed to kill!