Day three of my cold. I am whiny, contentious, and after all this coughing, I may be short a lung. Biggles and the other cats have been taking shifts keeping me warm and pinned under a Snuggie. Wookie bought me soup, lots of things to drink, and cold remedies.
The Pop Tarts are purely medicinal, I assure you.
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