Well, Paco's better-

Dan and the kids were up vomiting all night. I expect my turn will begin this evening. I'm hoping it's just a 24-hour thing rather than last winter's stomach virus, which knocked C and me out for over week-

But Paco's eye is mostly better, and he doesn't have to wear the plastic collar anymore! We have a fairly complicated schedule of drugs to continue for a few weeks, but he's much happier.

And fatter. The conehead was slimming, apparently. Now that it's off, he's looking pretty chunky. I don't know if the drugs caused weight gain, if the dozens of treats he gets at every vet's visit added up, or if he just hasn't been exercising as much, but he definitely needs to do some running!