Pennie, a Personal Hygeine Princess
September 25th 2012 5:27 am
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Sophie, Mom and I have been working on Extreme Compression Therapy for each other. Oldest Lad moved away over the weekend, and I was picking up on the signals for weeks. It was obvious from all the boxes that he was going away, and I just knew that he wasn't just going off to University, this time. On Sunday morning, Mom realized that I looked "just terrible." She put on my Compression Therapy shirt, the Thundershirt, and she gave me a sedative, the sedative that I usually take only in July, for the Annual Blowing Up Suburbia Event. Sophie was doing her Rhythmic Shaking Routine: she vibrates her whole body every few seconds in a giant upset twitch. She usually reserves that for when she is sick or injured, but I think that her mind was feeling injured, so Mom popped a Benadryl into her mouth, to help her a little.