Here's the problem. The KID follows me everywhere. Even if he's asleep on the couch and I can sneak to the kitchen without waking him, as soon as I turn around, there he is. He just doesn't let me get three feet from him. That phenomenon occurs even when he's hurting, and maybe more so, which doesn't bode well for healing.
This was my view from below for most of the day. If I stay sat or laying down, so does he, making his back problem disappear all the faster, helped along with some cortisone and muscle relaxants. Those with bad backs can probably relate.
Yup ... he's in there, and so am I. In spite of turning the heat up, it was COLD on the floor. By the end of the day, I had FOUR quilts piled up. The good news is it was worth all the aches and pains. This morning he's walking like normal again.
Every time I took the puppies outside, I would grab three more bricks and put them in place. It's looking good, right? Uh no. One of those times I finally grabbed a roll of tie-up-the-turkey string and strung it between two stakes. It looks nice and straight, but it's WAY off. Well that was deflating. Here I thought I was doing so good.
I moved and entire line over a bit and was excited to see how nice it looked. At least until I got back up on the patio and saw how it had a three foot bump in the middle. It's not the least bit level. Well rats!!!!
Cooper helped ... this was BEFORE he got hurt. The ball is beneath his left front foot. That's the game. If I ignore him, he will roll it towards me with his nose, then bark until I roll it back. Little does he know there will be no ball games around here for at least a week.
I think Cooper is well enough I can sneak out today for the rest of the blocks I need. At least I'll only have to unload 26 ... a hunk and a half.
In more good news, the weather has finally shifted to warm. It's supposed to be 71 today. Perfect brick setting weather.