Poor Charlie didn’t get any walks today. I’ve got the kid’s stomach virus and almost never left the couch. We’re sick of Ramen soup and Premium crackers and out of ginger ale. Fortunately still had a few ginger snaps left from last week – those hit the spot. I’m up to feed the critters and make another pot of soup (argh) and then it’s back to the couch to continue the Ocean’s Eleven marathon (I’m on Ocean’s Thirteen).
This is Sparta (so named by the still not feeling well kiddo) who is keeping me some company. The other cats have had their turns and if I catch any of them when I’m conscious I’ll take a picture.
Hazel has joined the sleeping party.
No substitute for sleeping baby pictures but it’s what I’ve got.