Splints and Daggers

A very busy morning working on project stuff and yet another grant application. Oooft! We also had childcare duties looking after our youngest grandchild as her mum and dad are back at work. We haven't done this since early November and at that point she was shuffling around on her bottom. She is now walking around, quite the little lady and in to everything.
At teatime it was a visit to the vet with our wee dog Summer. She has terrible arthritis and her front legs are awfully buckled. Our fab vet had ordered some doggy splints to try and help so this was the appointment to fit them. Needless to say Summer is not well pleased, although she has managed to walk with them. Under the bed and in the huff! When I go near her she throws me daggers and completely turns her back on me. It can only get better.