We had originally planned on a small post outlining what we were thankful for this year. However, as we returned homeward from the great feast, we began to feel poorly.
Writing it off as a byproduct of gluttony, the Posse thought nothing more of it until Friday night, when we became inexplicably cold - so much so that we found it necessary to wear a sweatshirt and down vest merely to stop the shivering.
By Saturday we knew things were bad, but it was not until Sunday night that we got the illness full force.
Yesterday we journeyed to our town doctor and were informed that we had the dreaded pneumonia.
This is a disease we have not yet experienced, and we'd be quite happy never to go through it again.
Needless to say, our long-anticipated return to the pistol range wil not be happening on Thursday. We're rolling it back for a week. Hopefully by then we'll be healthy.