Toby has a sick day

Toby was sick last week with diarrhea -- a word I would have been reluctant to speak out loud in the past.  Now I think about and discuss the most intimate details of my dog.  We had to go to the vet and thank goodness for pet insurance.  Or was the over the top treatment plan BECAUSE I had insurance?  Never mind, I'm glad to show a different level of care to Toby.  I well remember the Victoria Day when I was about 10 when I managed to speak that word to my mother and her only response was to say, "That's too bad."

I decided we'd sleep in the living room in case of multiple accidents during the night (though there were none).  I brought out a quilt for me to use on the couch.  When it was temporarily in the chair Toby jumped up and made himself a nest.  There he was peeking over at me.  Of course he had the blanket for the night.