Vomiting: Trending High at Raleigh House

Fans, the good news is hat our Birdie has made a full recovery.  The bad news is that Our Hero has been felled by apparently the same bug that Birdie had.  Julie awoke to find him crouched next to the big bed, vomiting, at about 1am.  Reconstructive evidence suggests that he was a sort of Vomit Man Walking: he woke up feeling nauseous and, remembering that Birdie had been given a trash can, collected the bathroom trash can for himself.  But when the big moment came, he didn't make it: Our Hero's bed, blanket, Duckie and Barbar were covered in vomit (Panda had been tossed--or jumped--to safety on the floor; Neaky, Teddy, and Beary were also spared).  He then walked down the hall (vomit trail) to the kitchen where he got the collapsible stool out (self-evident) to reach the wipes to clean himself up (vomit handprints on the edge of the countertop).  Doesn't that all just squeeze your heart, Fans?  Little man tryin' to be so big!  The bed wasn't an option anymore obviously, so he made his way upstairs.  That's where he remains on another overcast and stormy morning.  He threw up two more times, both times in to the garbage can though we put a barf barrier up again.  He's still feverish, but hopefully he's largely past the worst of it.

In other, related, news, Berenice spent the night at the emergency vet on Friday evening because Friday marked the second day in a row in which she'd had diarrhea in the house and by Friday, she was vomiting as well.  She tried drinking some water Friday evening, barfed it all back up, with blood.  Thankfully, it was all nothing more serious than dehydration, but she stayed overnight hooked up to an IV and getting various diagnostic tests run to confirm that initial diagnosis.  She's back home now.  A bit perkier, but still taking it easy.  She gets to eat rice with hamburger or chicken mixed in it for a while so, you know, there's that.

So. knock wood, Julie and Ted remain healthy.  (Raleigh House smells amazing enough.)