Illness

I was recently unwell. So was Mommy and My Dear Sister. I did my best to stay positive, but coughing makes it difficult to breath and, despite my greatest efforts, it is difficult to smile while vomiting. It all worked out, however, as it meant an increase in my baths, cuddles, and opportunities to climb all over My Dear Sister and Mommy. Also, I dearly love to wipe my nose, so being sick provided me ample opportunities to preform this beloved task. I was a great helper to wiping all of the noses present, including my own, My Dear Sister's, Mommy's, and all of my dollies'.