It is day six of my flu/cold/"what...ever, just wanna feel better" self exile. The garbage men have been visiting today (always exciting).
So far no one else has shown signs of infection. I may be able to leave the house soon.
Tazz is quite happy to have the time off. It's actually a little scary how lazy he can be. Maddie has been bringing me socks and toys to play (she must be bored). Fin just runs (imagine a little skinny black dog with wispy locks running up the walls, around, down, out the door, through the bushes, back in the house, up the walls). Rocks is getting quite optimistic hanging right next to me waiting for any sign that I'm gonna get the chuck it ....he is deliriously happy as I NEVER toss the ball so much as I have in the last few days. All in all I think we will soon see the outside world again.
I'm planning on actually getting in the car and driving to Tazzies class tonight. With a big trial this weekend, Tazzie and Mommy need some practice.