It was another busy weekend. There was a short walk at the dog park with Jack and Heidi. How did he get so grown up? We talked about Lucy and her coughing which is getting much worse. I told him that Lucy was sick and dying. When his poppa got in the car, Jack said, "So, Lucy is dying."
Lucy looking pretty good for a dying dog but she is dying. She can't get better and her congestive heart failure is getting much worse, even with medication.
We replanted my rubber tree plant, seen on the right of the photo, in a much bigger pot. Of course I ended up with dirt and bits of ceiling everywhere. The vacuum was brought out and Jack wanted to do it. It also have a fiddle leaf ficus and another ficus that continue to grow and will need larger pots and a spot in front of a sunny window one day. For now they sit on the kitchen table, facing southeast, enjoying the morning sun.
Most of my plants are planted now. I'm still waiting for my echinacea and my lupines to get larger before I plant those.
Mostly I'm just tired. I have another endometrial infection and I'm taking antibiotics for that, so maybe that's the cause of the fatigue. I have most of June off so I'm looking forward to that.
Thank you for the jokes. I can always use new material for my patients.