Last week was a bad one. I was horribly sick with bronchitis -- a high fever, cils that wouldn't stop. I couldn't do a darned thing -- focus on a book (I couldn't even hold it steady), look at a computer, do a craft.
But I did have my pet therapist on hand.
His warm little body snugged against mine and kept me a little warmer.
His soft tail would wrap in a curl around his body or around my arm.
And his sweet paw would touch my wrist. I suspect he wanted the attention, but I found it wonderful to be touched.
Pet therapy -- I love it.
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