We were madly finishing up some projects around here, like watering, mowing, using up the rest of the mulch (didn't get that done), because Romie has surgery tomorrow. I've worked him too hard. Seriously.
He's developed an inguinal hernia.
And tomorrow morning, they'll fix it. He is actually looking forward to all this, because he's been so uncomfortable. I think he's also looking forward to me waiting on him hand and foot for a couple of weeks. No problem. He's not very demanding.
We are so opposite...
UPDATE 6.10.07: The surgery went well, and Romie is feeling better today than he was yesterday. He's up and walking around the yard several times a day and generally going crazy because he can't really do anything. He's resorted to breaking out the Leave It To Beaver DVDs that the girls got him for Christmas a few years ago, and he's seen them several times already. But they do still make him chuckle. :-)
Did I just say "chuckle"?