...is what the Dutch call the flu (and the "g" sound is to be made as if you're hacking up a lung). I have recently recovered from a flu that lasted two weeks. Every day I woke up and started drinking Citrosan, which is what they call TheraFlu. The brew would take the edge off the aches and pains, but often not even enough to enable reading. I basically writhed on the bed or couch for two weeks. I would be freezing cold, teeth chattering, and then all of a sudden hot and sweaty. The thing went into my ears and eyes, too. I will spare you the details. Anyway, that's why it's been so quiet around here lately.
In other news, here is a picture of some bike carts we got for the dogs. My brother was worried about their "stricken" looks, but they'll get used it, I just feel sure, given how much the suckers cost (more than we got for our car when we left).
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Ha ha - maybe you just caught them at a reflective moment...
"We used to travel under our own power..."
Awww, the Real Grendel looks so sad, almost like you made him wear a little doggy coat that embarrassed him.
it's nice to have you back from the griep - i was missing earthgoat!
It's like a canine rickshaw, which is funny considering the more evolved species is doing the grunt work!
Glad you're feeling better. That flu sounded awful.
Oh, what sad doggies! I think they'll get used to it - it looks much safer than those people that drag their dog by a leash while they're on the bike.
De griep in de zomer! That's horrible. Hope you've recovered by now.
I think dragging your dog on the leash should be made whatever illegal means in Holland.
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