Tuesday, June 19, 2012
I felt poorly the first night. I stayed in my bed while mama and papa were busy working on the computer.
Then she covered me with my towel, I still don't have a nip blankie so the towel served the purpose.
Mama was working on the computer and everytime she comes up for air, she would check on us. Buster was never in his "bed" - which is under the master's bed. He was uncharacteristically hanging out by the stair landing. Mama had to fetch him more than twice.
He was feeling poorly too, so he just cuddled up with catpapa for this wonderful Father's Day shot.
We feel fine now. Our superb acting has resulted in tuna dinner, two days in a row :).