We had a very small crowd for Thanksgiving today, but, honestly, I didn't mind one bit. I continued to not feel well most of the day. I felt better than I did yesterday, but didn't feel good by any means. Also, we had no idea how Oscar was going to react to having lots of new people in the house. In the end, we worried for nothing because he did great. He was so overtired and overexcited by mid-afternoon he threw up a couple times and had some, shall we say, bowel troubles, but we couldn't have asked for better behavior from him. We ended up putting him in his crate so he could sleep for a while and he was just fine after. He just needed a nap. People weren't kidding when they said having a dog is a lot like having a toddler.

Since I still felt crappy, Mr Moo took care of all of the remaining cooking in the morning while I puttered about doing small stuff like filling the water glasses, setting out the rolls, etc. Over the years, we've put together a very detailed to do list so everything comes together very quickly and easily for us. We make a good team.

I'm blaming the illness for not having any photos. I completely spaced even getting the camera out. I think there might be a few captures from the MooCams, which I'll post when I finally sort through them. You know I'm not feeling well when I forget to take photos.

We started a jigsaw puzzle after dinner. I've been working on it all evening since everyone left. Think I'll head back downstairs and see if I can get it finished up before heading to bed.