This past week our mom has been sick with something called the "flu". In the beginning it was nice to have her to lay on but we started worrying about our munchies. Would we have enough to last until she could resupply? It takes alot out of us to snuggle so closely while she is shivering you know.
Oh oh, on the 4th day our favorite treats ran out. She tried substituting with #%$@ that we wanted nothing to do with. Should we go or should we stay? Hey, isn't there a song with those lyrics? Anyhoo we pondered the situation. All we wanted was treats after all!