I am EXHAUSTED. And sick. Some how I managed to contract the cold or whatever from hell and lose my voice. My head is stuffed up, I am lucky to get out enough voice to even be heard, and last night had the pukey stuff to go with it. This so is NOT what I wanted to be doing. I wore out completely what little voice I did have by the time I finished work yesterday. Just after crawling in bed and drifting off to sleep last night I was suddenly wide awake and very very sick. Without much detail it is suffice to say that I never made it out of my room, and owe my sister big time. I was completely unable to sleep all night between the sour stomach, mega night sweats and not being able to breathe. I stayed home from work today and slept as much as possible.
The cats seemed to pick up on the fact that I was not well, as they all came and checked on me several times. Noel was in bright and early this morning and groomed my hair line on my forehead. That is a big hairy deal as she is anti-social. Guess they were worried that the food wench (I am the one that typically feeds them both times in the day) might be on her death bed.
My cat slept at my feet quite often. Then later, during an afternoon snooze, little Ditzy kitten came and napped with me. She is such a doll. While the other two will check on you, Ditzy is a cuddler and she wanted to snuggle in for her sick watch over me. She purred for close to 20 minutes, even as she drifted to sleep, which was flat out adorable.