Sorry for the slow posting. The past couple of days have been a bit busy, in large part because my mother tripped and fell while walking with Murphy and I on Friday.
And no, this actually wasn't Murphy's fault for once. She just sorta tripped, but she landed hard on the sidewalk and the end result was a minor fracture of the wrist and a chipped tooth. So a fair bit of that day was spent getting her back home and then to various doctors to get the wrist immobilized.
She's going to be ok, but I blame myself. Not for her falling, of course, but for failing to get the phone numbers of several cute young college girls who rushed over to help when it happened. For "witness" purposes, of course. Those might have come in handy.
But she's going to be ok, and I must report that her injuries did not keep her from preparing a most impressive turkey dinner for eight on Saturday. Yep. She's truly something else.
Oh, and in case you're wondering, Murphy did not get any pie this year.