Frank was delighted yesterday when I woke up feeling quite ill and announced that it was a Sick Day. A Sick Day for Frank is much the same as a Snow Day for a kiddie, meaning that the strenuous work of the day (sitting at the window observing the world, and sometimes being left alone) is cancelled out by the possibility of a nonstop warm place to snuggle in. Let us take a peek at the harrowing progression of Frank's sick day....
8:00 am - I dared to get up to take some Advil and wonder whether coffee would help or hinder the healing process...Frank, as you can see, waited very patiently for my return...
10:00 am - Coffee did not, in fact, help to make anyone feel better; turns out snoozing was the order of the day, much to the delight of a pug...
12:00 - I dared to disturb the pug in order to take a brief spin in the tub. Fortunately the heat was blowing so Frank did not have to suffer too much the loss of his warm lap...
Oh Frank! I'm sorry, did I disturb you? How very rude of me....
2:00 A little time for the news (translation: our snoozing moved to the couch)...
4:00 - Back to bed. Frank does enjoy burrowing into a flannel sheet! So warm and snug...
And finally, after a very long, hard day of being a pugly companion, it was time for bed with Gentle Pig. Frank was quite exhausted.
Oh Frank, if only every day were a sick day.
1 comment:
i hope you are feeling much better today! frank is wonderful medicine! what a cutie to keep you company!
:) melissa
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