Doing well . . .

Holly’s doing well.  She rested all afternoon and came downstairs tonight for a little while.  I think this operation is hurting her less than the first one.  To the right is my Brushes sketch of part of the waiting room at the hospital.  ■  The dogs get to sleep with me tonight.  Normally we kick them out of our room so that we can sleep in peace.  Four bodies with a total of 12 legs doesn’t fit as well as one might hope.  And 8 of those legs are pushing against you for more room.  ■  Doctor’s appointment tomorrow morning.  This time with my “sleep doctor.”  ■  And it’s time for bed.  ‘Night. . . . .