Scariness. I came home tonight to find the Snook huddled miserably on the sofa, white as a sheet. He was running a fever and shivering so hard his whole body shook. I’ve never seen him with more than a sniffle, so I was actually pretty scared. (No, it’s not SARS.) I gave him some paracetamol and soup, which seems to have helped, but he’s such a stubborn little boy sometimes and he resists being babied. I’m hoping it’s just a stomach bug that’ll depart as quickly as it came. In any case he’ll probably stay home tomorrow to rest, so keep an eye on him via CouchCam for me, will ya?