I woke up yesterday and Toby had hunkered down in the basement, obviously feeling poorly. He proceeded to be really sick–even throwing up water–until late afternoon, so of course I just hung out with him in the basement all day, contemplating when to start calling emergency vets.
He started to perk up and eat and drink after about 4:00, and even made it upstairs by 6:00 when he seemed back to normal. He’s completely fine this morning, so we can only assume he ate a spider or some other bug Saturday night. Senior pets! There’s always something!
Anyway, in my hours and hours downstairs, I was able to get a lot of strips cut and blocks planned out and existing blocks trimmed for the next quilt. Nothing like something simple and orderly when you’re worried.