In which a book-loving, tea-drinking, cat-and-dog-loving nerdy scientist curls up in her nest to muse on things read, things eaten, things seen, things made
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Graduation from Class No. 7
...and she still pulls on leash. Le sigh grande....
First year check up today, and everyone at the vet hospital mentioned how happy they were that she's survived last summer and how she was worth all that debt. She is, but that doesn't mean I don't get cranky that she still pulls on leash.