With his new haircut, it kind of looks like he's wearing shorts and Ugg boots. So stylish.
As soon as I sit down on the couch, he's on my lap. It's made for a rather unproductive evening, but work can wait. I've missed these sweet snuggles more than you could imagine. He's sleeping in my lap as I write this post, while my laptop is teetering on my knees.
They sent him home with his cute birthday sign . . .
And a ton of medication. Riley will be taking a bunch of different pills for at least 4 weeks. Most of our evening was spent trying to figure out a way to disguise the pills in different types of approved food. He's quite a persnickety eater and will do anything to eat around the pills (no matter how small you make them). One thing is certain, he is not a fan of cottage cheese. If anyone has any tips for getting a dog to take pills, I'm all ears. We aren't looking forward to giving him 10 pills every day!
Thanks for your sweet comments and thoughts and prayers. I really appreciate it! I'm so thankful he's back at home with us.