Today Kingsley (my baby) is getting 'fixed.' Fletcher and I dropped him off at the vet this morning around 7:15, and now I'm waiting for the call to tell me he woke up.
Meanwhile, Fletcher gets to spend the day being cuddled and spoiled by 'grandma' (my mother-in-law).
He had a check up this morning and it turns out his back knee caps deviate from time to time. So all those times I've fussed at him for whining when he wants to be lifted on to the bed instead of jumping up himself, his knee caps have been hurting him.
I'm a bad mommy.
Daniel's going to make him some stairs.