Oh, boy. This isn’t good. Zo woke up this morning with the shivers and a bad headache. Her beak is running a bit, and her throat, she said, feels like a hedgehog got stuck in it. She doesn’t sound like her usually quacky self.
For now, I’m gonna have her just sit all bundled up on the couch while I take her temperature and get her a nice cup of tea. The poor thing, I’m afraid, has run into the January cold season–the post holiday lurgies. To help out, I think I better call in a sick day. I could use some time to recuperate myself. And, let’s face it–I’m going to get this thing too, just being in the proximity of it!
