Some Days are Diamonds...

I had a pretty rough day yesterday, guys. It started out well. I had a nice visit with Pop and Noni while Mommy and Daddy went out to lunch. We went for a walk (which put me right to sleep) and then we played together when we got back to the house. When Mommy and Daddy got home, I had some lunch of my own and then I took a nice, long nap. But in the evening, I started feeling pretty lousy. I threw up a bunch of times and I got really sleepy and weak. Mommy held me as I barfed, and Daddy wrapped me in a blanket to keep me warm. But through it all, I hardly ever cried. Daddy said I'm tough. Oh, and to top it all off, the Redskins lost to the Seahawks. Daddy was not happy. He kept yelling at the TV. I don't think they were listening to him, though. So I survived my first stomach bug and my first Redskins playoff loss. Hopefully that'll be the last of both.... not likely, I know.

Here's a picture of Mommy keeping me safe and warm while I was sick last night: