And with chicken pox being harsher on adults, Daddy is not having a easy time. He's spotty and feverish and achy and itchy and generally having a miserable time, isolated alone in the room away from his kids.
The kids (both furry and not) had no idea he was even in the house. I'm keeping the non-furry one away to avoid him being unnecessarily exposed to the chicken pox.
The kids are missing their daddy terribly. Daddy is missing them very much too. He can hear them playing downstairs and it makes him miss them even more.
Yesterday I let the furries come up to visit their Daddy. They were so overjoyed to see him after the long absence. They surrounded him, tails wagging, nose sniffing furiously at odd-smelling Daddy. It cheered Daddy up a lot to be smothered with so much enthusiastic love.
Oh, I googled before-hand. Chicken pox is one of the many human diseases that cannot be passed on to dogs.
Now that the furry tyrants know that daddy is upstairs, they keep asking to go up for a visit. I let them go up a few times a day, when the non-furry one is asleep.
The furry tyrants certainly bring a lot of cheer to recuperating Daddy.
Get well soon, Daddy.
