June 28, 2019

White Dog pulled up in her greeting of Steve. She looked at him with tilted head and then moved closer. Steve sat down on the couch where he was smothered in White Dog Army.

Tizenegy reacted next.

And then Zsofia.

Suddenly the song went out, "oh no! Dad has the sickies!" He was very green and sweaty at the collar. White Dog hopped up and sniffed his eyeballs and nodded. We all sighed knowing that dad was facing the intestinal flu that I had just gotten over. It was nasty and hard to shake. The WDA was still recovering from nursing me but immediately fell into triage mode.

""Go change into your most comfy clothes. We will set up pillows and a blanket so you can lie on the couch. Crackers and sips of water for dinner for you...and even they will not be comfort food. One of us will be at your side at all times. Walks tonight have been cancelled. Know you are going to be miserable and memorize the route to the bathroom. Poor dad."