Where Have I Been

Experiencing a painful episode of laryngitis. It started on Wednesday, got worse on Thursday, blew up on Friday, stayed that way on Saturday, got a little better on Sunday, and now I'm somewhere between Thursday and Friday. This has all the good stuff: coughing, congestion, there was even some wonderful fever. And my voice which comes and goes but mostly goes. I'm supposed to be singing on Saturday too.

By chance, my mother called on Friday morning. She sent dad over with provisions (soup and juice) and then sent him over to get me and take me home for the weekend, where she could make sure I was eating soup and drinking tea and getting rest. I love my mother.

I know she had an ulterior motive, too.

For a while now, my mother wanted a dog. She has been looking at a Yorkie for months and found someone who had a Pomeranian at a good price. On Saturday afternoon, the guy she found delivered mom's new, eight week old dog - the runt of four.

Meet Buffy!


Buffy spent the rest of Saturday being afraid so we let her sleep. We played a little on Sunday, but she still slept most of the day, which was fine because I was still not feeling well anyway. I heard she got out of her pen some time this morning (it's the best we can do for when my parents are at work and until they can get her a crate for the night), but seems to be adapting well to her new surroundings. She's pretty well paper trained and I did not hear her bark.

Dad didn't want a dog. But, I told mom that he would change his tune when the dog arrived and he certainly did. Callie hissed at her, but she's a pretty mellow cat and I'm sure she'll get used to it. It will be two weeks before I see her again. I wonder how much this tiny thing will grow.

I'm still coughing. My voice is still MIA. My throat is very raw. But, I've got some nice tea and maybe I'll actually be able to get some sleep tonight too. Here's hoping!