Dog, the protector......

unfortunately, i didn't miraculously get over my sickness once i returned from vegas. in fact, it got a lot worse. since i had a high fever on sunday night, i decided to go to urgent care. they didn't tell me much except, "you're quite ill." like i coudn't tell.

so, i've been working from home for most of this week to avoid spreading my germs and to allow me to get at least some rest, since i take naps throughout the day. i've been feeling pretty miserable, so my days aren't much fun with working and laying around.

i think Dog can tell that i'm sick because he's been following me around basically every second of the day since i've been home sick. he's always by my side. even when i start having a coughing or sneezing fit while he's trying to sleep, he'll just give me an annoyed look and go right back to sleep next to me, instead of finding a more "comfortable" place to nap. he's my sweet little protector.



apparently i make a pretty good pillow. not a bad trade off for my own personal nurse.

out.
- L