So here's my war chest. Turns out I've been battling pneumonia for the last few days. I'm not winning every battle, but I think I will win the war. Eventually.
Mo has been a great supporter. He's been snuggling up to me while I wallow on the couch and in bed. Look at that sweet face. Such concern.
Molly tries her hardest to be supportive, but trouble is too easy for her to find.
And Pete, well, Pete couldn't be reached for comment. He's relegated himself to the bonus basement room dog bed.
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