It's a time to spoil, spoil, spoil

[Tubby & Peanut's Mom]

Thank you all so much!

After the vet appt. Saturday morning, we had to immediately head out to pick up the motorhome. It was really the weekend from hell because first of all I get this not so good report, then we continued to have problems with the motorhome and we didn't get home until after 8:00 pm last night. All the while Terry's fuming and racking his brain over the motorhome problems, all I can think about is Peanut and somehow I had convinced myself that she is a lot worse off than I remembered. By the time we were getting close to home, I was desperate to get back to her and tell it it'll be ok. So we pull in and there she is at the door waiting for us. She proceeded to go tearing into the bedroom to jump into her box and start rolling around and acting goofy. We had things to carry in so I was playing with her for a minute or two and smooching on her then I had to head back out to get another load to carry in. She goes tearing past me as I'm walking away and excitedly goes to her little rug in the kitchen which she sits on when it's treat time. Normally she sits quiet and polite while we dig the treats out, but this time she was meowing and practically leaping out of her skin to get at the treats! I just about burst out crying at her playfulness and excitedness to see us. Here I had convinced myself she was on her death bed, and here she was letting me know she's no where near ready to go yet. What a wonderful welcome home.