I can now say that I don’t like Covid. Mom said I can’t catch it from her, but Dad sure did. By Thursday night, Mom was coughing and said she felt rotten. Before bed, Dad also felt bad. By Friday morning Mom had them both take a Covid test. She said it was positive. She called the doctor’s office. He called her back to confirm things. He asked if she worked the election. I guess a whole lot of them all have the same doctor. Mom had to drive 15 miles each way to pick up some medicine. She said that she was glad their insurance company paid that bill. She and Dad went to bed extra early. I think she liked that I stayed right by her side all night. By Saturday morning they seemed to be doing a little better. She didn’t like it when I sat on her chest. I was only trying to make certain that she knew how much I love her.

Today, they don’t seem to have a lot of energy. Mom took Missy for her early walk, but I doubt is she takes Sophia and I out to play later. The sun is shining, so it would be nice to go out. There are more flowers blooming all over the yard. I’ll do my part, however, and snuggle with her while she watches movies. I want Mom and Dad and her friends to all get better quickly.