25, 2001 - Sunday
We thought it was a passing fancy, but we found Harry again this morning in a pool of vomit. Yet, again, he showed little ill after effects of the incident. In fact, where he may have seemed a little surprised yesterday, he seemed quite oblivious to the ugliness that captivated his crab for his mother and me. And, the rest of the day he was quite fine, although he did take a three hour nap in the afternoon...