It is interesting to me that since Brook has arrived, although initially, all the cats fled in terror at a mountain invading their home- there has been none of the usual spitting and hissing and posturing when they do meet. Barnum seems completely over the top in love with this big lug of a dog. This morning, when I took Brook back to the creek, my little orange kitty scooted out of the house and followed us- all the way back and all the way up the house.

The vet said that Brook needs to work with resistance to her legs, so I took her through the tall grasses. It tired me out! She is showing a slight limp- we did two laps around the pasture at a slow walk- Barnum had a blast leaping through the tall grasses and chasing bugs. I think I am more tired than Brook is right now.

Mike has to have eye surgery this morning, so Brook is going to go. Because she can’t jump we will be taking my car. Brook is going to fill up the whole back seat!