My poor little guy was abnormally quiet and cuddled up with the cat on Friday.  I thought that it was just my good fortune that he would let me take his picture.  He normally hates it.  We went on to have a full weekend including soccer team try outs and dinner with friends and family.  I knew Sunday that he was sick and that I would have to get to the doctor on Monday morning,  but I never expected the outcome to be pneumonia.  We were given a Z-pack and an inhaler to use four times a day.  I feel so bad for him, but grateful that we got treatment and that we normally don’t have health issues to deal with.