It's Tuesday afternoon and we still have not had a knock on the door by a man in uniform. I hope that is good news.
M.O.M. met my wonderful mail lady this morning and explained why I may not be in the front yard when she delivers our mail. M.O.M. did tell her that they will watch for her each day and as she gets to our house they will let me out to greet her. The poor sweet lady was so sad about what had happened with me she knelt down and gave me a wonderful soft huge.
Of course M.O.M. let her give me a few biscuits and said it would be alright to put a few in the mailbox if I do not get out to see her. That's nice.
I am in the house watching M.O.M. as she is starting to put up the Christmas tree in the living room. The lights are so bright and pretty and she is hanging the beautiful glass balls all over the tree.
As the tree trimming progress M.O.M. will get pictures and will post them real soon.
I love you all for following me and you computer hugs have helped me to feel a bit better about myself. Thank you, Mistaya