When you are sick it's nice to have a pet near.....
NOT!!!
Days one and two, I was too out of it to notice that the recliner was getting scratched and the cat food was being flung across the planet.
On Day 3 of my head cold I am awakened by a ting, ting, ting...
The sound of the aluminun treat bowls bouncing off the floor.
Day four opens with a crying cat at the front door......No problem that dad's head is ready explode everytime he gets veritcal.....The message is, "DAD get your arse over here and tend to my pitiful moaning....."
All in all it was no problem, I just hated the moments when the cat would jump from his perch onto the bed....nothing like waking up to a faux earthquake.....:rolleyes:
