Peace

Seems having Feo confined to a play pen for the last six weeks has helped Hobbes find a sense of peace. That was the last hurdle for him. Of course, there's no room on the bed for me anymore, but who needs sleep when you have happy fur kids? ;-) By the way, that's Feo's pink blanket that Les made for her back before her surgery. She's slept with it every day for the last six weeks. I point this out only because I want it understood I don't normally sleep with a pink blanket. Just so we're all clear. :p



Feo is doing much better, too, finding her own peace in a way. She had her (hopefully) last set of X-rays done this past Monday to see how she has been healing and the vet was much more positive about her recovery. There was actually a little bit of over-correction which he thinks will work itself out leaving her with a much more stable knee. He's given her the okay to no longer be confined during the day, take the stairs, and be walked. She and Les and I are all much happier. :)

As for Boogs... he's just happy to steal Feo's blanket. Notice a pattern?