Nurse Rupert here.
As you can see, I took good care of my* Mommy when she was feeling queasy. She says "thank-you" for all your purrs...she has pesky adhees, addledhesuns, um, sticky bits in her innards that occasionally seize up and make her colon put on crankypants. It doesn't happen often, thank Cod, but when it does I'm right there to stick my Soothing Bum in Mommy's face to help her feel better.
Well, to be purrfectly honest, I stick my Bum in her face all the time, but when Mommy is feeling poorly I make sure my hindquarters ooze some Extra-Soothing mojo. (You kitties know what I mean.)
So, as long as I wasn't being flung to the floor during a frantic human litterbox room run I stuck to my post--successfully--by Caturday Mommy was well enough to go back to work.
Where she saw this one gorgeous cloud!
We had four days of gloom and 0.2" of rain last week, so it was so nice to see the last of them, floating away.
XX Rupert (and his Soothing Bum) XX
*MINE. All mine.