I know it when it hits, and every time it hits, I go into denial. And I chase it off with tea and soup, victorious.
Until I finally give up and call the doctor.
So, I have my meds. I'm resting.
And Steinbeck loves it when I feed him the wet food. Which I did this morning.
All is well.
Until I finally give up and call the doctor.
So, I have my meds. I'm resting.
And Steinbeck loves it when I feed him the wet food. Which I did this morning.
All is well.
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