I've got a combo of fun weird diseases, CRPS (a nervous system condition that causes pain), celiac, and a few other fun guys that are far less serious. Well, Friday night I managed to "poison" myself by accident with a preschool art project my daughter mailed me that was made of an ice cream cone.
So yesterday I felt really really awful. I just couldn't stay awake long at all. I was so worried about what to do with Taco. He's such a little guy and I didn't want to ignore him! I brought him to the couch with me and laid down, praying he'd be up for a nap right after breakfast. Boom, straight to sleep with me. He got up for lunch, zipped across the condo a few times then got back on me to sleep more.
It's like he knew what I needed and just chilled with me for the day. It felt so good to have my fuzball on me too when I was feeling so bad. I know that pets can sometimes sense what we need, but I didn't expect it of him so young. Just more proof for me that we found the perfect little guy at the perfect time for us. I had been worried about how we would work things out on my bad days, it looks like I didn't need to be worried at all.
Now, if I could just teach him to stop giving love nips on the bottom lip when I snore. Hahaha!
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Taco and ChaChi