The knee is feeling slightly better, after last nights horrific fall on the back landing. John didn't look to pleased when I told him that I was going to be putting non-slip rubber duckie decals down on the floor. It's the one place in the house that I have consistantly hurt myself on in the last 10 years and it's because that floor becomes ultra slick with even the slightest hint of moisture. This time the moisture was left by a 12 pound tri-color sheltie who decided she couldn't wait any longer.
Angel the puddle maker.