Did I mention in my description of “Precious” that she is also the epitome of STUBBORN
Back last summer she was on the treadmill
got to daydreaming …
and….
CRASHED!!!
Within days Daddy-O, sisters and I began to notice a limp.
When asked, “what’s going on with your knee?”
Precious replied, “I’m fine girls, I’m fine.”
by Christmas…. (please note that is MONTHS later)
Daddy-O, sisters and I had finally talked her into going to the doctor
Doc recommended surgery…
This is where I tell you that Precious has never been one to take medicine or one to run to the doctor
Her motto “let it (whatever “it” may be) run it’s course”
so after MUCH discussion (because we stay all up in each others business like that)we convinced Precious she wasn’t going to be “running” any where if she didn’t have her knee fixed…
She had the surgery just after Christmas and by mid Feb she was like new…
when….
we noticed a slight limp from the other knee…
“What’s up with your knee?”
Precious replied “I’m fine girls, I’m fine.”
she’s not and we ALL know it…
this is where I would like to hit the “repeat” button
except
Precious has not yet agreed to have surgery.
Please note this is MAY…
Precious has been walking like “Chester” from Gunsmoke for weeks…
I’ve learned seeking forgiveness sometimes trumps asking for permission
I’ll ask Precious to forgive me tomorrow