Today Wilma went back to the cardiologist. Yes. I just admitted that my dog has a cardiologist.
She loves going to the Emergency Veterinary Hospital because the entire staff fawn over Girly Girl - which is just as she likes it.
Wilma eagerly awaited her turn.
Wilma was outfitted with a Holter monitor. This looks like a little doggy vest with backpack. She'll wear it for 24 hours and we'll monitor her activities. The cardiologist asked me to push Wilma to her limits so the exam will monitor Wilma during stressful situations. Right now, the only stressful thing she has is getting her nails trimmed. So sure enough, I'll be taking Girly Girl to get her paw-dicure tomorrow morning to see how she reacts to her grooming session and how it affects her heart.
I know. About this time, you're all rolling your eyes. But how can I resist when she's so darned cute.
And appropriately, I managed to finish two more heart swatches. I think these will be worth the extra effort. I like them more than I anticipated. I'll likely knit five or six more.
So take heart. Wilma is doing well. And the blanket is growing. All is progressing as it should.