Emma is better today. Most of the swelling in her face and neck is gone. The little stinker decided that she would not take her cheese-covered pills this morning. I think it's mainly because she is not really hungry right now. She gets a Greenie as a treat every morning and gobbles it down. This morning she carried it around for about half an hour before she finally ate it very slowly. She's drinking fine, but not eating much.
Anyway, I had to get the pills in her so we ended up doing the "trap the dog between the knees, cram the pills down her throat, and make her swallow" maneuver. I didn't like having to wrestle her mouth open with her having a sore snout, but what else could I do? Telling her that taking the pills would make her feel better did nothing. Peanut butter on the pills did nothing. She is a cheese-hound and even with lots of cheese she would have nothing to do with those dratted pills. So I had to be a meanie.
Then I gave her a bath as we'll be traveling this evening and she had gone way past whiffy-smelling to being a down right stinky dog. She hates getting a bath but likes being clean. She loves curling up on a clean bed. And she always watches carefully as I put her toys in the washer. Then she watches when I put them in the dryer. She could care less about laundry unless her toys are being washed.
After her bath, we played with the tennis ball and then had a nice brushing. Then it was time for a nap.
After I get the last bit of packing done for our trip, I plan to stitch. I'm really enjoying stitching on "The Alamo" and definitely have my stitching mojo back.
Next weekend, I'm looking forward to the IH35 Stitchtogether (where hopefully we'll see Cindy!). DH will be able to get the rest of his hunting man toys from Cabela's; he bought so much last month that it wouldn't all fit in the Jetta.