Unsupervised

Today Molly Girl is being taken to the vet for her yearly exam and vaccinations.  Without me!

Husband Vince is in charge of the visit and I sent him a text roughly a mile long with directions - "Make sure you get her anal glands expressed!  Make sure they check out that funny spot on her face!  Ask if they will remove that weird skin tag from her elbow!  We have plenty of parasite meds, so don't buy any!"

So I'm a little fussy.


"What did you say about anal glands??"