Why, yes -- yes, I am trying to make you somewhat nauseous. Whatever gave me away?
Little Man abides.
He just got back from the vet with his semi-seasonal clutch of antibiotics, steriods and a metric ton of vet-staff fawning, and is reportedly doing better already. T-18 hours until I see my vet about whatever's going wrong in my chest and/or head.
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