Clearing Things Up, or the Luckiest Thing

I guess I was being intentionally vague in last night's web log post about Tuesday's "unexpectedly emotional visit" to the vet's office because the thought of fathoming into words what might be going on with our Patches girl just hurt too much. Thankfully, a full explanation can be found in the following text message exchange between my sister (gray) and B (blue).

I think it's worth noting that to have people in my life who know me better than I know myself is the luckiest thing. B and Kel are two of those people.