Glad to hear Tink had another great day with the exception of a small seizure last night. Charlie is sitting on my lap, and whispered "I am too old for Tinker, Momma". So, he is sending her "get well" woofs and is reclining in his easy chair with his smoking jacket on. (Remember George Hamilton/Charlie Barley) PS Charlie does not smoke.
Warmly, Deborah and Charlie |