We are really, really back to normal, my dears. Daddy Moose went off yesterday to the clinic to "donate" some blood. I waited for him from a nice perch on the back of our living room sofa. Hahaha, Mama DiDi was so surprised, and if she hadn't taken this picture Daddy Moose wouldn't have believed it.
I have lost a little weight actually. It wasn't much of a leap.
You would have been proud of me a few weeks ago, fans. We had a visitor stop to chat -- I believe his name was Pogo. He looked right at me (he's nearsighted though) and said, "We have met the enemy and he is us." (He must have seen his reflection in my big eyes.)
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