Oh! poor daddy!

Daddy has come down with what seems to be the flu. He came home from work last night not feeling so well. Before he got home, mommy and I got the bed all set for him. We put a bottle of water on the nightstand, along with some meds and a bowl, just in case. I fell asleep next to daddy to keep him company. Halfway through the night he got up and made a run for the bathroom...and started making all kinds of scary noises. I did not know what to think, so I barked and barked at him. This woke mommy and she came running too! As she stood there rubbing daddy's back I continued to bark. Finally daddy went back to bed. Mommy went downstairs to lay on the couch and watch tv. I was a bit confused. I spent my time going back and forth between mommy and daddy. I could not decide where I wanted to sleep. Morning came and mommy went to the store to fetch gatorade, ginger ale, and some other stuff for daddy. I made sure he took everything he was suppose to. I was like a guard dog taking care of daddy. Whenever he made a move, I went and got mommy. I am sad daddy does not feel good.