TabiKat has a cold

To the tune of
Food Glorious Food from Oliver


Snot
Un-Glorious Snot!
What wouldn't I give for
Clear Nasal Passages
Is that too much to ask for
Tabitha cant breathe at night
Her senses are messed up
Crusty edges of little noses
make me want to throw up

Over the years in my chosen profession I have dealt with a myriad of different icky leaking body fluids. I wont go into too many details as I want to save you from the word pictures in my head. I have been waiting for this moment with fear and loathing, knowing that I am going to have years dealing with this sort of thing. Snot.
It skeeves me out. I cannot stand the stuff.
and
Tabitha is sick. She is stuffed up, it is running down her face. I run to get a tissue. (OK more like 3 of them to cushion my hand against the icky squish) As soon as I come near her with the evil soft cottony whiteness she begins to flail.
No no no no
You will not wipe my nose. You will not even touch my little nose. I command you to stop.....WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
She hates snot too. I guess we are in violent agreement.