Henson Has the Trots
Henson has the trots, Montezuma’s revenge, the runs, the crazy poopies, the squirts, the nasty-stankies, the ‘rhea. He had them several times yesterday, and woke Josh and I up at 3 a.m., 4:30 a.m., 6 a.m., 9 a.m., and 10 a.m. to run out and go. He has gone several times since then. Problem is, Henson has a plane to catch back to California in the morning. I have removed his food from him (which is probably more torture than the furters for Hensa). He has water. I have cancelled my plans today to make sure that he is resting and getting outside when he needs to. Poor little guy.