Finally a day with a more normal pace.  Mother was able to spend time with all of her visitors today.
Kris spent the morning with us, and finally had resigned himself to the fact that he wasn't getting any of the good people food in his bowl.  He still followed my dad around like a lost puppy, but considering his long sleep and teeth removal procedures yesterday, he was in good spirits.  At least I thought so until his real parents came to get him; then his generally happy demeanor turned into true joy.  He bounced to greet them with his tail waving like a flag.  I was glad to see him reunited with his parents -- not only because his attachment to my father was more than a little threatening, but also because I'm a sucker for a happy ending.
My mother's mother, Nana, brought Aunt Becky for her weekly soap treatment too.  Vocal Vonnie had been badgering Nana to make her something called pot roast.  Today Vonnie got her wish.  Nana brought clanky pots filled with the stuff, enough for everyone.  Everyone except me and Bea, I guess.  I do have to tell you that it smelled better than anything I've ever smelled before.  Better than a fresh bag of lean treats, Bea's ear wax or even newly made rabbit droppings.  Vonnie ate some right in front of me, and I could tell by her expression that it tasted every bit as good as it smelled.

Patient Pam had a bad case of the hiccups which is funny enough considering it's Pam. She gets embarrassed so easily.  But funnier still was watching all the people chime in to help her with her affliction.  "Hold your ears closed while you drink water" one said, "No, no, no, you have to drink upside down."  "Take a spoonful of sugar and slowly suck on it" Nana chimed in.  Shortly after, Pam was sucking on some sugar and her bouncing belly came to rest.  "Wow, it really worked"  Pam raved. 

So Nana was the hero of the day, to everyone but Becky that is.  She still had to have her soap treatment, and she still smells like old cheese.  Some problems just can't be fixed!