I had a 10:45 appointment with my dermatologist. There were several pre cancer places needing to be frozen. Dr. Bair is small and young. She is adorable. I told her nurse I didn’t see how someone so little and sweet could turn “mean” in an instant. The nurse agreed. All she has to do is pick up that freezing apparatus and the sweet little thing changes. And that freezing thing really hurts. Actually, I feel very lucky to have found her for my skin specialist.
We went to Dollar Tree before going back home. We had hoped to hunt for a few caches, but the temperature was in the 90s so we sat in front of fans instead of traipsing around in the heat.
Michelle needed to take Max to the veterinarian's office to be weighed. She wanted to get him a higher dose of flea and tick medicine. It didn’t involve seeing the vet, which was good, but Max had his tail down between his legs when we went back to the car. So much for hoping he wouldn’t be afraid of the vet’s office.
Bill and I went to Walmart for groceries. We are in charge of dinner tomorrow night. Lasagna is on the menu. We wanted to have all the ingredients on hand. I’ll let you know how it turns out.
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