Amy must be feeling better. She was very sick earlier this week.1 When I went to take this picture, she turned her face so that I couldn’t get the picture of her chewing on her beloved bone.
Oh, and this is a special appearance by my foot.
She woke up the other morning and threw up fifteen times. The last time she threw up had blood in it. The doctor gave her some nausea medicine and Carafate. ↩