So, last we left off, (if you read FB) things were looking pretty grim.
Thursday night I came home from a lovely date night with Lynn and got a face full of a nasty smell and no puppy greeting me at the door, or responding to my calls. There was a puppy produced mess in the floor but she still normally makes some sounds when she's not been able to hold it. Then I saw that Miss Kid's bird was dead on the cage floor. Nox Puppy was still not responding to my increasingly frantic calls. Once I got into the bedroom she came slinking out of the closet where she likes to lay. At that point, not having Miss Kid there to talk to and not wanting to talk about it over the phone we had only a small idea of what had happened.
Originally we were thinking that the apartment had come in and sprayed. After talking with the office manager and hearing that they had not had anybody on site for pest control since Tuesday and it hadn't been on our building anyhow we came to the conclusion that somebody in our building had set off multiple bug bombs. The office manager was extremely upset at the loss of the bird and the poisoning of the dog. She was sad for Miss Kid at losing her very first pet so soon and suddenly. She's sending out a letter to everybody in our building reminding them that bug bombs are not allowed in apartments and why. So sad, but at least there's a resolution of some sort.
Friday I was miserable as my sinuses took the whole face full of poison as a personal affront and blew up at me, so to speak. I went to bed early Friday night and slept for a glorious 14 hours; I woke up feeling a lot more human. Lynn and Miss Kid had left to get tickets for that night. Once they were home we headed out to get lunch before gaming. Gaming ended up cancelled which actually turned out to be a good thing as I spent most of the afternoon working on the schedule for Space City. That evening we went to see A Chorus Line at Miller. Yet again an amazing production.
Sunday we went to fighter practice. I went more to talk Con with the leader of the group since they'll be at SCC and had some questions. I wasn't feeling up to fighting, though I wish I had. It was a great day to fight and a lot of people showed up. I think I was better off in the long run though, for a quicker bounce back to health. That evening Miss Kid helped me go through and correct a few mistakes in the SCC schedule and double check the times.
In a lot of ways it was a quiet weekend which seems to be what we all needed.