Puddle Jumping in DC
It's back to school time so folks are buying my used books. Bug thinks that paper and tape are very interesting.
The Wiggle-Neck Dance, or regurgitating to the object of ones affection, is a known phenomenon among parrotlet owners.
Bug occasionally regurgitates to people she likes. Tuesday evening, however, she tossed her cookies. That's weird. When she didn't seem right on Wednesday morning, it was off to the vet.
The long and short of the poking, prodding, needles and discussions was that Bug spent three days at the vet's in the little carrier. She got something called a crop wash - bet that was fun.
Several doses of antibiotics and laxatives (to flush things out) later, she's back home with no definitive cause of the vomiting. She doesn't seem worse for wear but is a little clingy.
My next adventure is to reconcile the visa statement. Bug is insured and some of our expenses this week should be covered (phew). Full analysis pending.
"If you can run 18 miles, you can run a marathon" . . . is the conventional wisdom (1). We're not done training yet but 18 miles is quite a milestone!
Thanks to all my supporters. So far I've raised $1,801.20 for the Whitman-Walker Clinic - so close to my goal. If you've been thinking about it but haven't contributed yet . . . .
