Incredibly eventful day, good and difficult. We dropped Scottie at the vets, which went OK, before running to county clerk to manage some follow up needs, and return to just make it to monthly all-hands. Worked throughout hte day, and got a call around 1pm from Eric saying that things were a lot worse than expected. Long story short most of the dogs teeth had to be pulled. Took all day. Went to get him around 7.30. Heartbreaking to see him coming out of anesthesia, seems so confused and shaking and scared, face covered with blood. Broke my heart, but we got him home and he's sleeping next to me as I sleep on the floor with him for the night. (He's doped up and wobbly and there's no way I'm risking him trying to walk on or worse, jump off the bed, that's be a catastrophe. Adamantly refused any suggestion otherwise. Better to go the no risk route. Ended my night with the realization that I screwed up my tax filing and I have to fix it, but I'm not going to rush that as it's not in my favor and this dental work cost $4k. Ouch.
Gratitude: Being in a position to have options to finance this.
Anticipation: Hopefully seeing Scottie recover quickly.
Watched "Don't Fuck With Cats" - mind boggling.
Accomplishments: Meditation Workfocus Mindfulness Parenting
