Stairmaster (not quite)

Sil has recovered from her surgery so well that we have resumed stair training. She is better going up the stairs than going down them. We are going to start the interior stair training in earnest this week.

She continues to be a joy with the cats and our boys. She is such a sweet girl and she really just wants to please. I found her journal under her dog bed and took a peek at it. Most of the entries were chemical formulas for some type of miracle medicine she is working on, but I did find some haiku.

Steps go up, I go down.
Slippery floor behind me.
Changes in elevation my enemy.
Gravity unconquered. I sleep.