The Mommy here, with an Important Health Bulletin.
I has Teh Sik. It's a cold and it's laid me out...I swear to Cod I'm never going near Mr Crazypants ever again. Typhoid Scotty. He feels bad and is waiting on me hand and foot.
Trust me, I'm milking this one.
My faithful cat crew is watching over me night and day as well. It's a novelty for them to have me stay put for ten minutes let alone lie in bed all day as I'm normally on the go all the time. So after I got up this morning to dole out the canned cat food I made myself a coffee and toddled back to bed. Along the way I grabbed the camera, because I knew I was in for a mobbing.
Miss Salem Snack Inspector hopped up onto the nightstand to investigate comestibles possibilities. Yes, that's an AARP magazine.
KonaKitty made a rare appearance on top of the blankets. Generally she likes to burrow underneath and snuggle against my hip, ever-so-gently piercing my skin with her claws. Which, by the way, is counter-productive to sleeping. For me.
Maui likes to sleep on my bed but only when I'm not in it. He spent much of the day supervising me from the table.
There were many baths taken. Some were solo...
...and there were a few duets as well.
Felix made sure I'd have plenty to eat; he made 64892478 biscuits. Serious Biscuits.
I squeezed out of bed (amidst many complaints) to get a couple of group shots.
Cat Nursing at it finest!
I haven't had a cold in years, so I feel pretty lucky. I took some time off from work to prevent spreading germs and I'm planning on being a total lazy slug the next couple days, so if you don't see us around don't panic! I'm just being held immobile by the Horde.
XX Mommy Trish XX