It wasn't bad after all

I made it through 9 hours of work on Saturday and 8 hours of work today. It was kinda fun. Really. I know, sick. Anyway, I didn't worry about Lovey because I knew she was being well taken care of by Mr. S. I did miss her and grab her up as soon as I got home. Now I get to spend the rest of the week with her. I feel really lucky that I can do both.

("Hey dog, stay away from me with that big, slobbery tongue")