All the way to Hell and back

Today was the day.

We made the excruciating hour and a half drive to Coastal Veterinary Surgical Specialists, behind every under-the -speed-limit, can-barely-see-over-the-steering-wheel, person who should no longer have a driver's license  in SW Florida.

This was the 8 week check up (really a bit more) for Freddy's blown, plated, and screwed knee.

The news was good!!!!

Hurray!!!

Mick looks a bit happier than Fred who is still annoyed about having to come back to this terrible place.

We can walk.

We can jump.

We can play.

We can zoooooooooommmmmmmmm