The Best Medicine

It was inevitable that I would become sick.  Yesterday, the Babe repeatedly coughed in my face, and a few times licked my face too.  She likes to pretend she's a kitty-cat or dog.  I try to avoid the licks, but am not always successful.  Even if she hadn't, just being around her probably would have done it.  So now I have the start of a sinus headache, and was just about to go get some medicine for it.  The Babe told me not to.  I informed her the medicine was for me, not her.  She then leaned over, kissed the top of my shirt, and said, "you don't need medicine, I gave you a kiss."  That's my little sweetheart.