  Man, it looks better in this place. My goal was to sterilise the kitch this morning, but my ankle is threatening mutiny. Various colours of paint getting the scrub treatment in this mornings shower prove that last night was another type-A success story. But alas, my activity allotment has been used up. Its all about ice and elevation for my right hoof. Little Anna-man gets her vet check today to see if her nether region needs surgery. A condition to adoption Im not in a position to take on. But she sure is cute if shes still there next week, Ill think about it again. Having a puppy with an ankle surgery wouldnt be good planning on my part. Piddles, whining at the door to be let out, scoopin poop, moping up stray food bits. Nah. An adult sounds better. Time to make some ortho/surgeon calls. I demand full wheelbarrows of greasy Chinese food to be brought to me every hour on the hour while Im on my back nursing my surgery wounds. Good day. 
