Well, Rascal reported the sighting of a small smile emanating from my house. I guess I'll just have to plead guilty. Yep, it was me - Ol' Hopalong Paw Paw. The people vets have kept me pretty busy lately. I don't have to see another one until early in September.Thank Gawd. I've been tested, detested, poked, prodded, inspected, injected, rejected and otherwise generaly abused by the good followers of Hippocrates. Hmm. Reckon how they ended up being called physicians instead of hippocrites? Anyway it sounds like Ol' Flop Foot will be with me for some time to come. Maybe the next specialist can finger something out. I'm not going to buy a new pair of track shoes until after I see him though. I do want to send many much thank yous and loves to everyone who has written to me or said Hi on the FML. I have no words for just how much that means to me. Having allowed myself to descend into a purple-damned funk over my ailments, I have not written to anyone for awhile - not even the folks I try to write to on a daily basis. But, as Rascal reported, I'm starting to feel a bit better about things. Look out world, Paw Paw shall return - full of vim, vinegar and Geritol. You know, it really is amazing how things work out sometimes. Here I was all down because I won't be able to play first base for the Bummers anymore. Now I'm the first base coach - still a part of the team. I was really upset because I couldn't be an electrician anymore and drive around in a fancy service truck, showing off how smart I am to be able to fix stuff. Now Mee Maw's business is showing signs of really catching on so I'm doing a lot of work for her. She' s even asked me to be her business manager. Heck, six months ago we couldn't even spell 'Entremanure', now we are ones! Yep, I'm starting to smile again. I had to spend some time grieving over the things I've lost. Now I'm starting to get excited about doing things I've never done before. Funny how things work out that way... Oops. I've been watching that little square thing on the right of the screen get closer and closer to the down arrow, so I guess I'd better hush for now. Thanks again for all the kind thoughts and words. Many much loves (Hugs and dooks from Tater and Odie) Paw Paw [Posted in FML issue 1660]