Going to the dogs

I had lunch with a friend whom I've not seen for almost 40 years. We met at my nephew's coffee place, where I was presented with this coffee.
I'd worried that communication may be awkward, but fortunately it turned out to be one of those friendships where the years make no difference.
Later this afternoon poor C had to race with me to the vet, as Cadbury had another cluster seizure. It's been a week since her precious horse died, so unfortunately not the best timing.
Cadbury is home and back to his usual silly self, but we have to start medication as the fits are becoming more frequent. Not sure if I would have coped if he'd not pulled through.