Diane, I am sorry you suffered another fall. Pooh. The chair driving improvement means your brain has been active, learning something new. That's always a happy thought--for my brain, not yours, of course.
Susan, you are a good woman, taking care of such a sick, miserable yorkie, Toto! Our last dog was nearly blind as well as deaf. It was dangerous for her (under 12 pounds), but she clung to me like velcro. I never fell on her, but when she brushed by my leg, I fell.
The dogs around here, as well as the chickens, like to eat tomatoes. I don't remember giving them carrots--the ones we grew tasted awful for some reason. Butternut squash has been harvested, and Phil roasted it with thyme and rosemary last night. 29 squash left, and they keep great in the pantry. The man finds cooking what he grew himself lots more interesting than I'd have thought possible.