Day Three

Lisa the Biker Chick recommended Lotramin to me for pet allergies. The base commissary didn't have that in stock, so I got a month's supply of Pharmacist Formula(R) Loratadine. Last night was the first time in a long time that I could hug the weasels, squeeze them, and call them George without developing breathing problems.

Of course, ferrets don't really care for being hugged, squeezed, and called George, but Squiggy submitted to some ear massaging and belly rubbing without trying to bite me...much. I had a bit of a runny nose afterwards, but nothing a shower didn't clear up. Life is better.