More high drama. Freddie came home wheezing, drooling and choking last night. Poor baby was very sick. Took him to the vet this morning and they are not sure but at least it isn't a mouse stuck in his throat. Maybe asthma. Maybe a respiratory infection. He got some meds. As soon as he was home again, he ate, fooled around and begged to go out. I think I'll kill him. With no sleep last night I stayed home from work and took a nap while the Welsh guests wandered the neighborhood, stirred up the dogs and had directions to my house forced on them by an irritated neighbor. They had upset the dog. heh heh