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| He's been "killing" his toys since the day he came to live with us. |
The thing about being so super sick is that when you are better, you realize just how much you take your health for granted. Linda pushes her body day in and day out, hardly resting and expecting it to function perfectly without any slowdown. Yesterday, she was forced to rest. She slept almost 20 hours total, only getting out of bed for necessities. Towards the evening hours, she felt well enough to finally eat something and take a hot bath. This morning, she feels 99%. Her back is aching from being in bed so much, but that should fade as she starts moving more. Also, she wants to apologize for all the missed calls and texts from friends seeing how she was feeling. She is thankful for the offers of food and ginger ale (and prayer!). She turned off her phone ringer and text alerts so she would not be woken up. Hopefully, Gretel will still be bringing Noah, but she might have found someone else since Linda wasn't sure she would be up to running after him today. Chimmie is jumping out of his fur from not being walked for over 2 days. Linda lost her temper with him yesterday when he kept shoving wet, sloppy toys up in her face when she was trying to sip her ginger ale without getting sick. She did the Cesar "bite" to his neck (a firm bite using your hand on their neck, simulating a pack-leaders correction) a little too hard. He yipped and went flying off the couch like she tasered him. It's not too cold to walk today, but it does look like rain. He needs to be exercised big time.
