So far, The Curmudgeon has spent two days in bed. This is not a good thing. Yesterday, he was a bit better than the day before. He’s nowhere near ready to be back downstairs.

Lucy missed her Daddy and kept poking around the gate on the stairs any chance she got. This evening, after dinner, I leashed her and took her upstairs to see him. Once she saw him on his bed, she started wagging her tail like crazy. I lifted her on the bed and she snuggled right down on top of him. Our little bully nurse.

Gavin doesn’t even notice his daddy isn’t downstairs.

I am hoping against hope that The Curmudgeon is feeling a lot better when he wakes up today.

You all have a good one!

She’s looking forward to him back in his chair so she can snuggle like this.