Poor Pere! You need some potato soup.
I felt like crap all day yesterday at work and still feel yucky, so I am home laying on the sofa. Headachy, sneezy, can't breathe. Sure wish I had a snuggly cat to be with me . . .
The wild one is somewhere watching birds out the window or curled up on her scratching post.
SIGH . . .
At least she is happy and safe! I love that little fuzzball, but of course, you know that.
Feel better, Michael!
Move the scratching post near the bed.
Thanks! I found some chicken noodle soup and it's helping.