Anyone searching for evidence of life out this way will have to make due with this little posting.
April seems to have turned downright nasty on us. Three days ago, the dogs had a delightful roll out in the fields in what looked, and smelled, like pig doo. Once we got home, we immediately bathed them.
We think that is where the germs came from. As such, we spent the wee early hours of Monday morning on our knees in the bathroom. We continue to shake, rattle, moan, hurl, and sleep, in turns. Thank God Kim is here. She´s felt a little woozy here and there, but by all accounts is weathering this a lot better than we are... she did not directly participate in the Dog Washing Incident.
So this way, the household is still humming along, even if the Bosses are laid-up with Swine Poo Flu. As for my usual correspondence, and all the other promises I´ve made, well. Sorry. I´ll get back to you when I get back on my feet again.
Oh, and Una and Tim? The dogs are feeling fine. Even though it´s all their fault.