lolz…Awes, glad to hear they both made the trip okay. I do hope she can keep up on his new regimen, it sounds like it had a wonderful effect!
Those pix of him at the vets (?), holy cow, how did you get him to just stay on the table while you took snaps of him like that? My buns would be up and running and out the door before you could say jackrabbit!
*giggle* Oddly enough, some of those shots where he’s giving you that mild stink eye remind me of that old Goofy cartoon where Goof is talking to his reflection in the mirror:
Goofy: (walks by and catches a glimpse of himself) “Hello, Handsome!”
Mirror: “Hello, FAT!”
Goofy: (rounding on the mirror) “Huh? WHO’S fat??
Mirror: “Who? YOU!”
Goofy: “Why I’m fit as a fiddle! (beats his chest-which he has to suck up from his abdomen as a violin plays scales in the background..which changes to a cello sound playing the same scales as his ‘chest’ drops back down where it was originally)
Mirror: “Yeah…a BASS fiddle!”
lolz…NO offense intended to dear Fitz. I am sure he looked different when he left. ^_^