Daddy P's surgeon had some "important" surgery to attend to instead of checking out his wrist... So his appointment was postponed until Monday...
Meanwhile, Baby G has figured out where my ribs are. I was sitting in a meeting when suddenly I felt this very uncomfortable constant pressure against my rib pushing out. I guess this is what Daddy P's mom meant when she told me about the discomfort of getting poked in the ribs! The poor woman I was with. I was so surprised that I immediately bent over in my chair and wrapped my arm around myself to put pressure on the spot (not that it helped). I tried to regain some composure once the initial shock had worn off...
Our mutt has her own bone. There's not really anything significant to relate about it, but I felt from the post title that I should mention some other bone and that's the first that came to mind. Could be because the incessant gnawing is starting to create a permanent buzz in my head.
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