The Entomologist has been sick these past few days. Nothing major, just a nasty cough, and a fever. I don't feel a trip to the doctor is needed, only to be sent home to let the virus run its course. He will be fine.. according my my mommie-intuition.

To be able to lay on Mommie and Daddy's bed, and watch TV is a real treat for my boys. So it would stand to reason that while one is sick, that would be the most effective medicine. To have the cat join in, well, surely that is all that is needed to heal.

Fantasia is her name. She will be 18 this November. (best we can guess) The Entomologist LOVES this kitty, and its apparent that she loves him back. She will sometimes sleep in his bed with him, but when he is sick, it's as if she knows. She cuddles with him more than what is 'her' normal, and will bat her eyes if I even think about moving her. He is her human child, and no one is going to change that.. not even me.