One sick puppy

We have been a sad bunch around here this week. Fevers. Snot. Teeth. Joseph went from 4 a.m. to 11:00 p.m. yesterday without nursing. I finally fed him with a dropper like a hurt baby bird because he quit having tears when he cried. This picture commemorates the first time he breathed (is that a word?) through his nose in two days. We have been able to get a few smiles out of him this morning, but he is still pretty down and out.