Ziggaro Pip
We had hopes of skipping this part. But alas, that is not the way life and death works.
Yesterday was not good for us. Zig can't walk. It started in the morning after a coughing jag. He is still trying (because that's what he does), but those little legs just aren't cooperating. He rested mostly comfortably at work & Mike stayed with us in the office too. I am incredibly grateful to have a career where we can do that.
A copious amount of tears were shed last night. Like, I have no idea how my body even produced that much liquid. I'd been pretty well composed until a couple days ago, but have been in progressive decline ever since. I feel a little better this morning, although I look like hell.
Mike & Zig had ice cream for dinner. I had wine. Since he seems to be over my singing, I read Zig one of my favorite books: The Scroobius Pip. It was very special. He now has one more added to a long list of nicknames...
Ziggaro Pip
Ziggy
Zig Zig
Zig Zag
Ziggalo
Zigga Ro
Ziggaroni
Roni
Roni Pony
Roni Pone
Zulu
Zoo Zoo
Zoo
Shuggy
Shuggy Bear
Shugg Shugg
Bug
Buggy Bug
Bugga Bear
Bugga Boo