24 January 2011

Poor Jack

Poor Jack. Rarely have I seen him this sick.
He came home from chess unusually exhausted, and didn't want much dinner. He was too cold and couldn't get warm, so we put him in a tub of warm water for a while and he seemed to recover a little. He flopped around the house the rest of the day and went to bed early in the evening.

Yesterday, he came down for some water, but went back upstairs pretty quickly. He tried to come down for dinner, but he could only crawl down the stairs and once he got here he was too tired to eat. By then he had developed quite a fever. He didn't even want any candy for dessert! Poor guy.

The fever broke in the night, so I hope he'll feel better soon, but obviously he won't be at art class or the dentist today.

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