Cliff tells me I had better do a blog entry for my "clamoring public", so here goes nothing. We expected bad news about my grand-dog, Titan, and that's what we got: He has dysplasia in both hips. That is pretty much of a death sentence, although the vet put him on a twenty-two day regimen of anti-inflammatory supplements to see if that would help.
I, who absolutely never have back pain, have really been troubled by it for the past few days. It especially hurts when I bend, even slightly. This is making me very grumpy.
On the positive side, I have gone a whole winter without having a single cold, flu, or case of the sniffles. I hope I'm not bragging too soon. However, I think I would trade this backache for a cold if I could.