Never gets old. I am sitting here writing a paper for my Social Pshyc class at 620 in the morning. Everyone who knows me KNOWS not to call me in the morning. I tend to get grumpy.
My eldest was lucky I was awake. Betsy, his fiance had taken my new fur Granbaby Daisy out for a morning walk and there was something white in her poo - daisy not betsy.
Phil called me in a panic on the way to the vet. They have only had Daisy a week and she has some worm. Phil is flipping out. So what does he do call me and make me look up dog worms on the internet as he describes what it looks like. JUST WHAT I WANT TO DO ON A SATURDAY MORNING. I haven't even finished my first cup of coffee.
I do not want to see him when I have actual grandkids.
