It all started on Labor Day when dad got sick... and Mom became nursemaid.
Our Mom caught the "cold/flu" Thursday and it took her down till today... Friday came and went with no greeting last week.
Of course Quill and I were excellent nurse cats! We braved the sudden and loud sneezes that threatened to blow a cat off the bed. Quill applied frequent cat spit to Mom's sweaty arms. I drafted heat by laying against her steamy back.
It wasn't pleasant, but we seem to have made it through the worst of it.