DH finally had a chance to get Jack and Jill to the vet for their annual check-ups. They were so excited when I put their harnesses on and could hardly contain themselves.
They practically dragged him out to the car. "We're going for a ride, we're going bye-bye!" DH told me they were not willing to go inside, once they saw their destination.
Jack has lost a little, he's back to his best weight at 20#, Jill is still holding at 35#.
Foggy day, the 'kids' couldn't tell, right away, where they were going.
A Mr. Jingles came by last night. I hope the seeds swelled up and gave the little brat a belly ache! He hadn't touched this in a month, why last night?