'cuz if so, then we won't need any vets for about ten days. When I went into the SAINTS house today, there were apples everywhere - all over the kitchen, in the water dish (okay, which one of the dogs was bobbing for apples?), in the food dish, rolling around the back door. I'm guessing one of the cats managed to knock the bag off the counter, but Maude was having lots of fun playing with one, and Sandy was full of mischief too.
In fact, I'm convinced those two are up to no good - when I came back later, Maude had broken into the cat infirmary (fortunately she's just fine with the cats), and Sandy had usurped Maude's usual place on Carol's pillow. And all they did was look at me with oh-so-innocent faces.
Oh - hay, Carol (pun intended) - I moved the last of it (the hay) from the garage to the barn. Let me know if you want me to pick up some more bales this week.