I don’t think we have a chance in this zombie apocalypse. To my right is daddy. To daddy’s right is Hemi. To Hemi’s right is air. We are totally in trouble here at the Hotel Thompson.
I called mom at work and asked her what was to her right. Lowers head and prays. It’s a calculator. Can you 10-key someone to death? Snorts with piggy laughter.
What’s your weapon my friends?
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Mommy doesn’t have a temperature anymore and today she has emerged from the depths of her sick bed and went to the worky place. It was slow going but I think she may live after this bout of the flu. She says that it was the *worse* that she has ever felt and never ever wants to experience this again – EVER.
Mom is still recuperating and can’t do too much at one time. Just walking down the hall takes her breath away – can you believe that? All of this from the stupid flu. And now, daddy is walking around the house like a zombie – I think he might be coming down with it. Oh Lordy, us anipals here may need to move out of the Hotel Thompson for a while.
Thanks everyone for your well wishes, cards and calls. I’ll be around checking on blogs soon – I kind of got my hooves full with daddy right now. ❤ ya’ll!
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