He was ill over the weekend, whilst his bad mummy was in London! Dh in his wisdom took him out yesterday afternoon for a long walk up a hill. By the time they picked me up from the station poor ds was quite poorly! He was up 3 times last night and today he just keeps asking for a hug and putting his head on my knee!
He's cuddled up on the settee atm in a blanket watching telly. But he's just so feeble looking, not his usual self at all! I feel so helpless!