Today, Sonny has been poorly. He was hot, white and weak as a kitten (though not our kitten, who is as strong as an ox. A very hyperactive ox). After numerous vomiting episodes and two hours of painstakingly pouring teaspoons of water into him, he perked up. So much so that he even tried a smile for the above photo. Since then, he has asked for food and water, constantly; begged me for chocolate cake. Currently, he is wandering around in his pyjamas, playing with his beloved trains. A far cry from the child who couldn't find the energy to lift his head off the sofa 8 hours ago.
Fingers crossed he is over the worse and suffers no relapse.
Fingers crossed he is over the worse and suffers no relapse.
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