If it's Saturday and both Mom and Dad are sick (they got what I had and thus alternated w/Me duty all day while the other one slept) it's NO donuts and mochas! At lunch, it was verified that I inherited both Mom's and Dad's propensity for keeping my foods separate (Dad gave me the oranges and berries mixed).Sunday came and all bellies were quiet ... and I continued to climb on all things climb-able (it's my new favorite thing) and yell "hi" upstairs to Mom ...
... and then the sun came out! While Dad took advantage of the natural light for a few photos, Mom and I dreamt of summer while I basked in its shine for a brief rest ...
... and showed off my schnazzy foot coverings ...
... and had a yummy snack ...


... to try to fatten up for the next few nights.













