Monday, November 10
Poor Sam
He's got a little cold. I noticed it this morning when he was talking to me and all his words sounded funny. Poor boy, his nose was entirely blocked.
Anyway, he's trying to sleep it off now. I gave him a decongestant because he was so irritable about not being able to breathe, and I washed his face a few times as it grew crusty under his nose (the washing annoyed him as much as the crust). He's one angry boy right now.
I'm thinking chicken soup for lunch, though he's never been much of a fan. We'll see how it goes over.
Guess who just woke up?
Posted on November 10, 11:12 AM
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