It was a very cold day here, and it's an even colder night.
(Oh, how I love Fennec's little curled-up back feets.)
The weather gods...they have laughed at me for begging them the other day to keep it warm all winter:
I didn't get much sleep last night, because Mojito gave me a scare: he had had a couple of days of some diarrhea, then last night it was the worst yet, and then...he vomited.
Mojito is 7.5 years old...and has never vomited before! (Lucky him.)
I worried all night...and of course today he was fine.-----