Back in the saddle

My name is Dr. V. Actually, it’s Jessica, followed by a long last name that no one can ever pronounce correctly, so I think it’s best that we just do what everyone at my work does and call me Dr. V. You can call me Jessica if you insist, but don’t expect me to answer any questions about your dog if you do. READ MORE >>

Back from Boston, safe and sound! I was NOT expecting to fly home to worse weather than the stuff I left on the East Coast. We got really lucky- we saw snow and had a few snow showers, but none when we were headed out. Landing in the middle of the worst storm in 20 years- not so fun.

My daughter had a blast on the trip, as did I. I spent a whole lot of time thinking, “Brody would love this snow.” My relatives looked at me like I was crazy when I rushed out into the middle of a show shower to retrieve their cat- “That poor cat!” I announced proudly, holding him up for inspection. “He got out and couldn’t get in! He must have been freezing!”

They looked at me. The cat looked at me. I put him down, he shook off, then they opened the door and he went back outside, everyone shaking their head at the crazy lady.