Took the wee monster to the doctor to try treatment number 3 on her bum rash. She is otherwise in fabulous health, and I wish I could say the same for the rest of us... Jake had a sore throat yesterday and stayed home from work with Dire Illness today. (All sicknesses that men get are Dire Illnesses, aren't they?) So, I'm making homemade soup and lurking around the house while everone naps. Esla's been down for a remarkable 3 hours now (!!) after the excitement of her morning, and I slept for a marvelous two of those before my brain woke me up. I have a teeny touch of sore throat right now, and am crossing all my fingers and toes that it's just sympathy pain, or I slept with my mouth open or something.
Had an un-fun moose event last night - a two-year moose came huffing down our driveway, lurked around by our wood piles, and mock-charged our barking newfoundland (on his run, not loose) O.o He eventually gave up the dog harassing, but it was very un-moose-like behavior, and it was a REALLY skinny moose for this time of year - noteable ribs. He was apparently making an angry huffing noise the whole time - I didn't hear it, but Jake did.