But it was not to be.
I've had a migraine since about lunch time yesterday and it's really starting to get me down. I've been absolutely useless, with no attention span and a slightly nauseated feeling in my stomach. I took a painkiller but, apparently, you have to take the pill when you feel the headache coming on, not 30 hours later! It doesn't do much good then.
Abby and Derby are missing the family, especially Mr. P with whom they like to snuggle on the couch. I made up a little 'bed' in my sewing room so they could join me up here.
They look pretty sad, don't they?
Every time they hear a noise, they jump up and run downstairs 'ruffing' - you know, that silly half-bark, a bark with no commitment. It's giving me the willies. I like being alone, but not for any length of time.
Ahhh... maybe I should just call it a night.