I hate it when Brady sleeps like this. I always panic, thinking something’s wrong.
My new blog, called Brady Boy, has been going for about a month and a half. Here’s yesterday’s post:
But the mail was so much fun to tear up. Are you still mad?
I started a new blog, this one about Brady. It’s all from his point of view. Please, mosey on over to Brady Boy and see what’s there. It’s not much now, but there’s so much room to grow. I see that some of you have already found it and are following. Brady says, “Thank you!”
I didn’t take any pictures during the visit. The vet is really cool. She gets down on the floor with Brady. He crawled in her lap and cleaned one of her ears. She laughed so hard she couldn’t talk. He got lots of treats.