Joyful music leads us sunward

The Nuschler spent the weekend trying to remove his eye with his paws, so he's at the vet today, on an emergency visit. We didn't have an appointment, so he is there to get checked out whenever they can fit him in. So here I sit, wondering if he will need surgery, or a contact lens, or a cone around his neck.

Nuschler loves the vet. There's so much to smell, so many animals to meet and people to greet. Husbando brought him there this morning, where he tried to jump up on the high reception counter as usual. I'm told there are some dogs who hate going to the vet. Nusch will let them do anything to him so long as he gets a treat after.

The house is just so quiet without him...

Song: We sang "Joyful, joyful we adore thee" last night. Someone once told me that Beethoven is a difficult composer to appreciate. For a job in college, I had to fill out a dull application. For the "Why would you be a good...?" as answered "I am not afraid of Beethoven". Somehow that got me the job...

UPDATE: Nuschler had an abscess under his eye, most likely from fighting with another dog, probably my FIL's Gunner. Thus, for this week, I will rename Nuschler Tyler Durden. "I am Jack's abscessed eye..."