Sick

Well, I've been fending off a cold for the past week, and it hasn't really been bothering me much. But I think today it's worse, and I don't feel so hot. And this may be TMI, but the past few years I've had serious mucus issues when I get sick. It's really gross.

It was Marc's turn to take care of his mom last night, so he stayed over at Steve and Erin's, and I was home alone. I took Bandit to agility class after work (I got stuck at work, so we were a tad late). He did well! We managed to do a nice series of obstacles without him running off, and he did the weave poles very nicely. I think the new tug lead I bought him really helped his motivation.

His is multi-colored, but it's really nice, it doubles as a leash and a toy, and he gets a lot more excited about it than hot dogs.

For dinner I went the joint A&W/KFC restaurant and got two pieces of chicken, cheese fries, and a root beer float. It's the dinner of champions. Actually, it was kind of gross. I probably could've done without the chicken. I think having KFC once every three years is about sufficient.

I spent the rest of my night playing games on the computer. In hindsight, considering my dinner, I really should've gone for a walk or something.

I tried to get Bandit to sleep on the bed again to keep me company with Marc gone, but he only stayed on the bed for a couple minutes before going to his crate to sleep. However, this morning when I rolled over to hit the snooze button on my alarm, I heard a "thump" on the bed, which turned out to be Bandit's head, which had been resting on my chest. I don't know how long he'd been there, but he'd come up in the bed and snuggled up next to me and fallen asleep with his head on my chest.