the chacos gave me away

today i went to the doctor and the prognosis is: possible degenerative disc disease, so as my friend clarissa mentioned on fb, they're sending me to physical therapy to learn exercises to build up those back muscles...hopefully that will do the trick. of course, the PT office has not called to set up any appt yet, so i went to the pharmacy to pick up the meds the doctor prescribed and it was a whole mess b/c they called them into the wrong CVS. so i had to make calls and they said they'd let me know when it was called in, so i came home and took a nap. 

oh, i almost forgot, while i was out at the back clinic, i had to sign a waiver because they were filming. somehow it came up that i worked at a christian sports camp. the guy filming was pretty young and asked which camp i had worked at, so when i mentioned kanakuk, he nodded his head and said he had worked at sky ranch, and when he saw i was wearing chacos, he had a feeling i was a camp person. shoes are a statement and mine say, yes, i'm an outdoors person. and?

after a delightful nap ( i ABSOLUTELY LOVE LOVE LOVE naps!), i went over to the cvs and picked up my drugs. then i grabbed a few things, including a dog toy that was in a clearance bucket 90% off. can't hardly beat that! so i took the toy out when i got home, and they were intrigued.

checking out the toy together

the standoff-chaco is in charge

you probably can't tell, but he was definitely growling any time bruno walked by or got close. rude.

chaco had it for about 4 minutes and had already pierced the squeaker inside so that it wouldn't squeak anymore and ripped off the nose. then they got in a fight which was ugly and i tried to separate them and got bit. nice. you'd better believe that they got an earful, toy taken away and guilt trips. then i got to explain the idiom: don't bite the hand that feeds you. and chaco said, "well then, maybe the hand that feeds me needs to stay out of my mouth."

good night!
julie