Today was the first day this week I wasn't doing the greyhound shuffle. It was nice not to have to rush off anywhere this morning. Asta went home and I got a quick report from Mary that things went well her first night home. Mo will be heading out on Sunday....if his family can stand to wait that long :>) The rest of the gang are happily recovering from their vet visits.

I have a confession. I could not remember the name Peachy....and frankly it may be on purpose because "Peachy" makes me get this tickle in the back of my throat like I get right before I am sick. So I have been calling her Kiki....it kind of sounds like Peachy and doesn't cause the gag reflex. Usually I don't even bother changing a name. I used to spend a lot of time shopping for the right name for my aussie rescues, most did not come with names. The more I liked the name the faster it seemed to be changed. So one day in a moment of haste I named this really beautiful aussie girl who was a bit sassy, Zsa Zsa. Sad to say that name stuck. And did I learn my lesson...no I didn't...Kiki!