Missive from Germ Girl

I wrote last summer about Lilly probably being a more loyal protector than Ginko, but when it comes to longer term comforting … I have to tell you that Ginko is my hero. We use a divide-and-conquer strategy with germs in our house, so that means I’ve been sleeping downstairs, while Tom sleeps upstairs. Since we each have a big bed to ourselves, we often let the dogs sleep with us, rather than in their crates, as usual.

We let them choose, and Ginko ALWAYS picks me. Lilly ALWAYS picks Tom … which, truth be told, kind of hurts my feelings.

But, think about it. I’m the doer in her life. I’m the one who walks, who trains, who takes her to class. She simply doesn’t know what to do with me, if I’m not doing anything.

For almost a week, then, I’ve had Ginko at my side all night long. He doesn’t fuss on me. He doesn’t get up every time I turn over or need to sit up and have a coughing fit. He’s just happy to be on the bed all night long. Then, during the day, even if I’m napping, he maintains his role as Captain of the Couch, which is his usual routine.

When I’m actually sitting up, trying to work, Lilly does sit with me some, watching for any sign of normalcy, but more often than not, she’s off sleeping somewhere else in the house.

Sometimes, she’ll come cuddle with me during the day while I nap, but that usually lasts just an hour or so before she gets fussy.

She’s not quite sure what to do with a pathetic, germy Mom.

If I was being overly sensistive, I might think she was avoiding me, since I’m sure I smell weird from the medicines and I’m surely making all kinds of scary noises what with all the coughing and such. But, another thing hit me today, I suspect that not sleeping in her crate means not the best night sleep. I think she might go off simply because she needs to catch up on her Zzzzz’s.