my boss said i had to come in today no matter how bad i felt....he came in and asked how i was..i said, ok i gues...he asked about my temp, i told him that when i took it before bed last night it was 99.8....he replied, well sorry you had to come in today, but it's been a week.....Um its wednesday....i was out yesterday and the day before (which he'd given me off anyway b/c of snow)

how does someone reach 41 years of age and not know there are 7 days in a week?

DOdger took good care of me. He rarely will let a blanket be over him but he snuggled under mine the past two days and was my favorite little live teddy cat.