The Heir and The Spare

The cats (the real ones, not the three little kittens) had a cold and sneezed on my sister. So Karen got the cold and had it all of last week. I tried very hard to follow precautions. Nonetheless, my brother got the cold on Thursday and I woke up with it on Saturday. Saturday was the day that the three little kittens came over to go to the festival. It wasn't a great time to be sick, but I was. I went to bed after the kittens went home and slept through most of Sunday and very late today. I woke up after noon feeling greasy and smelly because I sweat out my fever overnight.

After showering I decided that my grungy bed linens needed a good wash too, so I changed them and put fresh linens and a clean quilt on my bed. I no sooner had the bed made than Max (the cat looking at the camera) decided it was safe to take a nap on it. And since he'd made himself comfortable by the window, Ghost had no choice but to take up residence in the center of the bed. They are comfortably napping free from my grungy cold germs. I on the other hand am still washing the other set of linens and wishing that I had room to curl up too.

As a side note. On Friday, thinking that I had dodged the cold I got my flu shot. So now Karen is convinced it caused me to come down with the cold. I just don't understand the thinking. Now in her mind, the flu vaccine not only causes the flu, it causes colds too. Never mind that the whole household came down with the cold sans the vaccine. I just have to wonder.

And in case you were wondering, I did suggest that it might not be a good idea to have the three little kittens over on Saturday. But no one was having any of that. I'm sure they come up against worse germs every day at school.

Thank goodness for ginger tea and honey. I think I can cope.