Yeah, it got a mite nippy last night.
I'm glad I broke down and turned on the heater. Still haven't built a fire, though. Right now, I have my Christmas cacti on top of my wood stove, so that wouldn't be a good idea. It's supposed to warm up a bit tomorrow, so I'll be putting them back outside for a bit longer anyway. My flower bed is toast, though. Oh well, such is nature's way.
If you'll recall, Jesse has been having trouble with his back legs. I've been putting off taking him to the vet, because I'm kind of afraid of what the vet might say. I'm not mentally or emotionally prepared to hear him recommend euthanasia. Not just yet.
I don't think Jesse is ready for it, either because for one thing, he doesn't appear to be in any pain. If he did, there'd be no question, but he doesn't. No signs of pain, his appetite is still good, and his energy level is high -- well, for a 13 year old dog anyway. He's just got weakness in his back legs.
I exercised restraint. I didn't buy it. I did, however, pick up a half gallon of Blue Bell Christmas Cookies ice cream.
It's the only thing that could have made me pass on the Little Debbie Pumpkin Delights Ice Cream.
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