I guess more than a few have noticed that i haven't been here a heckuva lot,
and that we're still working on a certain card matter. I'ver had a sick, and
getting sicker, Louie for several weeks, and we didn't find out what the
problem was until a couple of days ago.

Some of you no doubt have heard of a certain peanut butter problem that hit
us literally in the gut. Seems my dear husband bought himself a couple of
jars of the salmonella-infused stuff andf kept it at his desk at work,
because the doctor hadf given him stuff for a bronchialo evil that had to be
taken with food. So he'd make himself some peanut butter and crackers, all
the while getting sicker and sicker until we came deadly close to having to
take him to hospital. The doctor sent him home after taking an eating history,
all the while wondering why everyone in town was suddenly bringing in their
kids with the same complaints. The upshot of it is that Louie has been
shlepping salmonella around for two to three weeks, and that's on top of
recovering from bronchial evil, and having an ulcer. So I do not have a well
Louie right now. I've put his tuchas to bed with a ginger ale and a hockey
game, and the cats have been so good; Stosh even came a while ago and gave
him one of the "spa treatments" he usually saves for me, and Sabrina has
learned a new trick, if you want to call it that: she gives real kisses on
the lips, it's just darling. She has been positively romantic with my husband,
and on Valentine's Day too. Needless to say we have to postpone the
festivities. We've forgotten to address a lot of cards, I slipped up paying a
couple of bills. I just want a healthy Louie again, now that we tossed the
offensive substance. It'll be a cold day in hell before we eat peanut butter
anytime soon. Please save a few opurrs for his poor gut, and one or two for
my exghausted butt, and apologies for not getting my stuff out. Mopping up
salmonella is just a nasty thing!

Blessed be,
Baha
thankful for a minute away from the terlit!