That was the message that greeted Riley and i yesterday at the Vet. I liked it but at the same time i had some worries that Riley's number was up. It was about a year ago that our golden Emily passed away. Before that Dr. Armstrong was with us twice when we had to put cats down. So while it's always great to see him and catch up, there's a sense of foreboding there, as though he's gonna drop some sort of bombshell on us. Luckily yesterday the word was that the Riley Dog has a slipped disc. The old dog is getting older, which we knew. She seems a lot better today.
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