The flu season arrived early.

Roger has been sick for the last week or so, coughing, sneezing, sniffling. It's been a lot of sleepless nights for him. So far we're keeping our fingers and paws crossed that Malcolm doesn't get Roger's cold. I can't imagine if that little guy gets sick. Oh and poor Tracey has also been recovering from her gum surgery. I tell you sustaining yourself on a purely liquid diet can be very restrictive. A diet of soup, ice cream, yogurt, and pudding can get pretty dull after several days. She's been quite a trooper though.

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