Zilla ate most of his breakfast but wanted nothing to do with dinner. Around 11pm we went out for a walk and he just sat down in the backyard. I looked at him wondering what it was all about. Then he stretched his neck and out came his breakfast. He walked about two yards away, sat down again, and repeated himself. The third time he sat down I waited and waited but nothing came. He just wanted to cool his behind in the snow, I guess. Tomorrow is Zilla's second chemo treatment. I meant to ask for the afternoon off but time got away from me. I wish I didn't have to get up early.
Hubby is back from Rotterdam. I was hoping he'd take lots of pictures but the battery on the camera was dead when he got there.
