On edge

I changed the presentation again this morning, but it was fine in the end.  I have self-diagnosed that feeling anxious about the dog makes me want to  distract myself by feeling anxious about something else.  Madness!  Several missed calls with the vet, clarifications with the insurance company and eventually receipt of a pre-lubed rectal thermometer.  You can imagine, I've had quite a day!

But now Ben, Sam and Martin (in that order) have arrived home to share the load so having my gorgeous family here makes me feel better.  

Ben was quite the pet magnet when he arrived, see extra.