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Meet Dr Dart (or Darty, as he’s frequently called). He takes care of me and the Kid when we’re not feeling very well. I’ve been running a fever for the better part of the week, and sound terrible (that’s what the library patrons keep telling me).
I laid down for awhile when I came home from work today, just to rest for a bit, and Dr Darty was on the case almost immediately (apparently finishing his dinner came first). He stomped all over me, laid down beside me, and “helped” me take a 2 hour nap.
I feel sort of better now.
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