Another Wednesday passed at the clinic, but not with the usual flurry of activity.  Visits were scarce today, as if everyone was off doing something else. 
My Aunt Becky, the one that smells like cheese, came in for her weekly soap treatment.  Sweet Sally and Vocal Vonnie had great fun making her hair stand on end while she was wet.  Becky's never been that friendly to me, she likes to hog all the treats and chase me around -- so I didn't feel sorry for her, not one bit.

We did get to have a happy visit with one of our regulars; Moon Pie. She trotted in, with her one eye still sewn shut, and wagged a friendly greeting to all.  She didn't even put up much of a fight when mother and Sweet Sally cut off all the string from her eyelid.  I know mother was expecting a gruesome sight, and was pleasantly surprised when a very normal appearing, properly seated eye, looked back at her.  Of course, after sitting still for the string removal, Moon Pie would not cooperate for the vision tests.  "Well, she's not bumping in to anything, she's gaining weight and now she's sleeping through the night.... I guess we should just be happy for what we've got." Moon Pie's young mom was thrilled to look into both of Moon Pie's eyes again, and didn't seem to matter to her whether or not they looked back.

I get the distinct feeling that something might be going on tomorrow night.  I can't quite put my paw on it, but I sense that Bea and I will be logging some time in our cozy cave at the den tomorrow.  If I don't get another chance, let me just bark a "Happy New Year" to everyone within earshot.  Best wishes for a safe, happy, tail-wagging new year for everyone from our den to yours!