Need to make final call about tanning...ran the dogs to the vet in the snow, dogs were goofily excited to be there ("Hi! We're here! Where's here? Are we having breakfast?"). Stopped at McDonald's for hot breakfast and coffee prepared by someone else, spilled coffee going to a table, had to apologize and ask for another cup (hate making messes at restaurants, even though they were nice about it). Trying to read "John Adams" again. Filled up the gas tank so I'm ready for Friday, using all my discount codes at the grocery store gas pump (for ever $50 you spend at the store, you get 5 cents off a gallon and can stack as many discounts as you want.) Decided not to go skate because the radio was nothing but iced-over bypass, rollovers on ramps, and general constant snow. Packed up small cat so he could get his second round of ear goop, back to the vet. Vet applied ear goop and showed all the teeth corgi had removed (she had terrible teeth). Got dogs back. Met Marshall Dillon the dog (the shelter called him Marshall, the owner's son calls him Dillon, the owner has a sense of humor I should be too young to appreciate but am not. I asked dog if have gun, will travel.) Paid almost as much for vet as for competition tomorrow. Seriously debating next time an animal needs something I take them up to my parents to TV Vet, who may be a TV star but who costs about half as much. Took dogs and cat home. Dogs spend evening being a bit groggy, but with very clean teeth. Feel like evil dog mommy because painkillers are clearly wearing off corgi (who had extractions) and there is nothing I can do about it.