We didn’t actually get a dog..the baby has just taken up acting like one.
By some miracle, we have never dealt with croup in our family. Until last night, when Mike and I were watching something together and I was sure I could hear a dog barking just outside our house. But no, Sam was crying. And barking. Hey, he already drools like crazy and chews on things that he shouldn’t..the barking seems like a logical next step.
Thankfully croup usually sounds worse than it is and his doesn’t seem to be severe. It was a rough night nonetheless.
My sister-in-law did give me a laugh this morning when she suggested I deal with this like Anne of Green Gables did. So then Diana and I can be BFFs again. Nice.;)