The sickness has hit our house. It hit Ruby last night about 4 in the morning. I can be so thankful that my two short ones have gotten big enough to know what is happening and they are able to make it to the bathroom or over a bucket before their stomachs betray them.
It doesn't change the fact that this Mama Hen wishes she had her typical little chickadee running around and being her normal self.
So we have poured the peppermint tea, set up shop on the couch and we are just hanging around waiting for the sickness to pass.
We are hoping the rest of us in this house don't get it. This mama hen isn't sure what she would do with the Rooster on the other side of the world if she got sick too.