Aww, cutie pie. You have not been feeling that well this past week. On Saturday you had a real fever, your first, and your temperature rose to 103.4. You just wanted to be held close and sleep on my chest. You were whimpering and moaning and even though it broke my heart it was really cute. Abigail and Steven came to visit and couln’t BLieVE just how damn cute you were. Even when you were a sad, sick little puppy. I hope you start feeling better soon.