Charlie is growing like a weed. He loves his new backyard and has an imaginary animal he chases in an orange tree. I think that he wags his tail, which hits a branch and makes a noise. It is funny except when he takes to barking non-stop at the thing. He is still crate-trained and has trouble minding his manners with croch-smelling, eating kids' toys and jumping...but, he has started mellowing out a bit at night which is nice.
Gizmo had a scare the last few weeks. We went to Phoenix (pictures to follow in another post) and my sister took her to the veterinarian office she works at for some test. We found out she was in heart failure. Yikes!!! She is now on meds like an old lady but her last EKG was awesome and Sarah says the rest of her tests were outstanding so...she'll be here for a while. She has adjusted well and still bosses Charlie around. She is completely deaf though so she gets underfoot a lot more than she used to.
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