The last 2 weeks have been bad. I've been dealing with a stomach bug that I just can't seem to kick. Friday afternoon, my dh, daughter and I had to drive out of town and stay in a hotel in preparation for my daughter's swim meet on Saturday. The swim meet was long and very difficult for me. Sitting on hard bleachers for 10 hours in a hot humid natatorium full of screaming fans while having nausea and pain really wore me out.
We got home about 8 pm last night. My husband helped me upstairs and I ran a hot bath. Ziggy, my wirehair/heart cat
was right on my heels--even jumping in the tub as the water began running to test it for me! He watched carefully as I soaked and then he led the way to my bed. No sooner was I lying down was he at my side, purring away. He stayed the whole night with me, only standing occasionally to come up to my face to rub and purr for me.
When I woke this morning, there he was, still "on duty." I'm feeling much better today.
Aren't kitties THE BEST?
My Ziggy, the best nurse in the world:
We got home about 8 pm last night. My husband helped me upstairs and I ran a hot bath. Ziggy, my wirehair/heart cat
When I woke this morning, there he was, still "on duty." I'm feeling much better today.
Aren't kitties THE BEST?
My Ziggy, the best nurse in the world: