Cold Season

[plumtreeblossom]

My poor sweetie is sick with a cold. He sounds like a cute little froggy on the phone. I wish there were more I could do for him, but a cold is a cold and must run its course, so all I can do is send him love and good thoughts. I could also talk naughty to him, come to think of it. :-)

I don't think I've caught it, though I was most definitely exposed on Saturday. I just got over the jolly cold I had for Arisia weekend, and I don't recall ever getting back-to-back colds. I'm just a wee bit snuffly, but I'm always a wee bit snuffly in winter, every winter. The strain going around seems to sit quietly for a while before pouncing and stripping the throat of its flesh. Time will tell.

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[plumtreeblossom.livejournal.com]

Our poor wabbits. I don't live with mine, so there's less I can do for him. But hopefully he'll be well enough by Thursday to come over for some loving and home cooking. Hope your Bunny and kitty are both on the mend soon!

Adorable icon. :-)