Wow, I was tired.

I fell asleep on the living room floor about nine, I think. Kept trying to open my eyes whenever Rob came by, as if I were trying to prove I wasn't asleep. Crawled into bed whenever it was that Rob told me he was going to sleep.

Woke up at five, woke up at six... then GOT TO SLEEP AGAIN! Woohoo! I slept until eight and then lay in bed for another half hour. Amazing.

This breaks a run of about four weeks of not sleeping enough. I am relieved. When I'm not sleeping enough (usually due to stress) my immune system gets baaaaad, and this weekend I gave it some challenges. Fingers crossed.

I feel bad that I basically kicked rampling out of the house yesterday because I was so tired, though. I'm sorry, rampling! :-( Next time I will be more awake and aware!

If she's hungry enough, she will eat.

Duchess did finally finish (almost completely) last night's food with her meds mashed into it. Thank goodness.

I feel foolish

Tonight I just grabbed Duchess and shoved the pill and a half down her throat (separately). The whole operation took less than a minute.

I've been a fool.

Oh well! She's happily eating her wet food now. That stuff is a big time treat when it doesn't taste like pills!

Of course, no sooner is Duchess (hopefully) on the mend than Rob is sick. He is easier to take care of though.