dog days

This weekend we stayed with the kids while their parents were gone. Moosey was a good sport.

Toy:
Pillow:
Chair:
Horsey:

And his status changed from the One and Only Love to one of Three Dogs and Four Kids.

It was a hard transition.

But he met a bulldog across the street.

They are Best Friends Forever, obviously.

We all thought his trials were over when I took him home on Monday. We explored the new yard together.

But apparently something in the yard does not agree with Moose and when I came home on Tuesday, he looked like he'd been punched in the face. We took an emergency trip to the vet.

Moose got a shot and I cried. He's on Benadryl twice a day but he's still inflamed. The vet is wonderful and calls often so we will eventually figure out what this is all about. My family's dog is allergic to GRASS and a million other things but he's living a healthy and productive (sleeps a lot) life.

Anyway, that's Moosey for ya.