Sick Finn

Finn was sick for about a week. Coughing and fever and matted gunky eyes. We brought him in a second time to the doctor and they finally gave us antibiotics for an earache. He still has a little cough but he is fine now. Kendra caught the ear infection too. I have dodged it so far because I am lucky. Why do I know I am lucky? Because I was out walking two day ago and I saw a man step onto his patio and reach up to a light socket and then spring back as if he were getting electrocuted because he was getting electrocuted. Then only a block later their was a woman maybe in her fifties standing at a bus stop with a cigarette in each hand. Is not like absentmindedly leaving a burning cigarette in an ashtray. She would have had to have held the one already lit while she lighted the other. Could someone have handed it to her as they walked by? That's lucky. I don't think I have ever seen a stranger get an electric shock before and then the cigarette conundrum only a block later. Lucky.
Finn hasn't been this sick before. He just wanted to cuddle and sleep. We logged a lot of hours on netflix streaming movies. Like the never ending story, a documentary on breakdance, and the first three seasons of weeds. In the middle of the night we sat in the bathroom and let the shower run to add humidity to help his cough. We looked on Youtube at examples of whooping caugh to see if we should take him in for that. It sounded surprisingly simmilar. His belly is even a little smaller after barely eating anything for a week. Poor nipper.