It’s been a challenging week. Last Friday my son broke his elbow at school, which necessitated an ambulance ride to the local hospital. Then, he had another ambulance ride to a Boston hospital that has a pediatric orthopedic surgery department. They gave him pain killers and a temporary cast. A few days later we had a consultation with the surgeon and a new, temporary cast was put on. Yesterday we were back at the big city hospital for the surgery, which was more difficult than expected.
My husband and I were sitting in a waiting room, in that sort of dazed, anxious stupor that one has in hospital waiting rooms, when Steve pulled out his laptop. He nudged me and pointed at the screen. There was Pip, standing up, yet soundly asleep, leaning his head on Caper’s furry belly. Pip had a look of serene happiness on his face and a a beauteous smile on his lips. We smiled too. I joke that Caper and Pip are “useless” – after all, they’re boy goats. Lawn ornaments. But the truth is that they’re very good at their job, which is making everyone that knows them smile. I needed them yesterday, and they sure earned their keep.