Christmas came early for me this year. My precious girl, a ruby Cavalier King Charles Spaniel-- dear Rose-- has come home from the vet hospital, and it looks as though she'll be around for awhile. After all, her tenth birthday is coming up the week after next.
I had been very pessimistic yesterday morning, and didn't expect her to survive. My friend Adam K was much more optimistic and gave me great encouragement, as did her breeder, Mary Louise Gregg, back in Pennsylvania. The photo shows my sad Rose in the vet's examining room at the SPCA yesterday afternoon. Her black and tan brother Rupert from the same litter is extremely happy to have his sister home again.