Took Fred, for his shot today. A man came in and said I just lost my dog last night and he looked just like yours. He was so upset and I felt so awful for him. He just kept telling the nurse he just didn't know what to do with the dog and brought him there. She was very comforting and said they would take him. While we were waiting to pay the bill the man reached down to pat Fred and broke down. I was so close to tears myself it just broke my heart and you could tell Fred sensed the mans distress. He left while we were still standing there and brought in the dog in his bed, Fred just kind of hung his head and let out a whimper. Dogs are so amazing. I couldn't wait to get out of there.
I brought Fred home and ran to the store to pick up a few things and a small bag of dog food. It fit in the can with room to spare so I will be able to dump what ever is left from the supply into the can too.
Ground the rest of the Starbucks beans and put them in a can to take along. I brought the kitchen tote in and separated the pots and pans into another tote I had emptied so it won't be so heavy. I finally took the screen room out of the box it came in and gathered some things up to be loaded.
If I didn't have the follow up eye apt. I would leave earlier.
Good Night All