In what I view as a glimpse of the future, Emma, and now it appears one of the cats, has had the pet version of the stomach virus this week. We took Emma to the vet on Tuesday and she was running a small fever so we got her some antibiotics. She seems to be improving. She hasn't had an accident since yesterday morning but we're still being cautious. Just when we were beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel with Emma, last night we returned home from church to find one of the cats had been sick all over the office. It was not pretty.
I look at this as just the beginning though. A little pre-baby training via animal testing if you will. It's just the animals testing us instead of the other way around. I guess the hippie-libs out there will love that.
So that's been this week's adventure.
I began work on our taxes yesterday. That's always a pile of fun too. Fortunately, software is getting good enough now that it's not much more than coping numbers exactly as they show up on the forms. If we had some kind of business I probably wouldn't do them myself, but no more than we have to deal with, it's just a matter of getting everything punched in.
--Paul
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