Atticus that is. He's in the spare bedroom so we can monitor his urine output *just like at work! Only no I+O sheets!* We're all still gleeful and mildly baffled he's still with us, I still cannot say enough good things about our vet.
If I ever get hit by a bus I want them to take me there instead! At least I know that way someone will sit through the night with me and I won't be charged limbs.
The whole five day ordeal only cost us 400 bucks.
I KNOW RIGHT.
I've also been looking up new things to forage, and this weekend I'm going to try my hand at cattails to make bread with. I wrote an article for P-Mag this week about it and it's kind of amazing. There's an article on eattheweeds.com that I read much of the info for my article from that's superb, and I plan on using to wade into some wet areas around town this weekend. It's win win! Erick can play disc golf and I can nerd out over edible plants!