Kitties, It's been a brutal three days. The Human has been home sick and feeling really, truly, awfully sorry for herself and not paying anywhere near enough attention to me.
Oh, she's been feeding me (when she remembers, that is), and once in awhile she says, "Oh, hi, Spitty" as she staggers past on her way to pour some more 7-Up. She hardly plays with me and last night when I graciously offered to keep her company on the bed (something I rarely do), I got a kick for my troubles. Oh, yes, she says it was inadvertent, but I have my doubts, Kitties, I have my doubts.
Mostly, it's been a "fend-for-yourself" kind of week thus far. The King is not amused.