Woke up feeling worse. My body ached big time. My head felt like it had been hit by a baseball bat. I vomitted.
A few spoonfuls of chicken porridge was all I could muster. A cup of coffee and my medication. That was it.
Sean is oblivious to his mommy's feeling, oh how wonderful it is to be a child. He's sad his pet is gone. While having breakfast he saw a cat on the patio and he said, "Poor Knut. No one is looking after her." I bit my lips in an effort not to show my sadness about the situation. Outside, Beano, our neighbor's Australian Silky Terrier, is barking for Knut, his usual routine every morning. He gets really excited if he sees Knut. Guess he's got no playmate any longer. We leave the sliding door ajar every night and day in case Knut comes back.
I've to shower. Roy has bought movie tickets to watch a movie at Pavilion KL. I don't really feel like leaving the comfort of my couch and sweat pants. Sean's watching Open Season 2 on DVD. At least that has managed to put a smile on my face. My guys are great for setting a mood...
Alrightie, gotta go now.
Sliding door will remain open.