Monday, Cole went back to Auburn University for blood work. Pete went too for his first day at Physio Camp. Garrett was my +1.
Pete instantly took to his new physiotherapist, Liz (aka Cole's BFF).
In spite of the insult of having to be in water...
...exercising on the underwater treadmill, Pete says he'll go back. The combination of exercise routines including hurdles, treadmill and ramp, put together with laser treatment and a massage as a finale, it all has the purpose of conditioning him to better deal with the progressive hip dysplasia that ails him.
Helps you feel better too when Liz sends you home with a bag of homemade dog treats!
Meanwhile, Garrett and I toured the grounds at the art museum.
Trying to add some polish to Garrett's education. Art 101.
This is still my favorite installation. Missing from the grounds was my least favorite sculpture, hopefully in storage somewhere:
It had been placed so that its back was to the main road, slightly obscured by magnolias... leading one to believe a Walmart shopper was relieving himself in the bushes. Gawd, I hated that thing.
Now, this is a better bronze statue:
Four breeds of birds rendered extinct by man. Garrett passed his exit exam... as did Cole. His screening shows that he can continue on the new drug therapy. Throughout this whole ordeal, I've been touched by the caring Cole's team has shown us, sometimes it's the little things: ♡
He gets a big surprise when he gets home:
A benevolent soul has left us a deer in my truck. Many, many meals will be shared by all four of us!