Daisy

I was all set on Thursday to take Daisy and have the infected tooth removed.  I had kept her from water after midnight.  I had made sure she had eaten nothing.  I had covered the car seat and had her least laid out, well the ribbon I put around her neck when she goes to the vet.  I don;t really need a leash.  So I am putting everyone out one last time around 645am, then I am going to leave with Daisy.  I have to drive 20 miles to my vet.  I turned my back for about 2 seconds and that long Doberman tongue had scarfed down the 1/2 cup of cat food I had put out for the cats.  Ok, now we can't do surgery cause she has stuff in her stomach. David rescheduled to this Wednesday.  Oh, yeah, and Essie is back to tease her.  Guess the Mockingbird got her little one flying.  She is no longer dive bombing us.