day 160

I was sick as a dog at work today. when I got home a took a rest in the coolest place in the house- the kitchen floor. I was fast asleep when dad got home. It must have looked a fair bit like I was unconcious, judging by the tone of his voice when he woke me up. I thought it was morning when I woke up so imagine my surprise when I was on the kitchen floor. Im feeling better now, which is a relief.
and the mice are STILL alive! now im just waiting to see if they eat each other. is that barbaric?