3's

1. Saturday, 1AM, Kyra wakes up in severe respiratory distress and we had to call an ambulance for help [for the second time in 18 months].  Monday afternoon she's formally diagnosed with asthma by her pediatrician.
2. Monday, 4:30PM, dogs visit the vet for yearly vaccinations.  Bishop hasn't eaten a thing all weekend.  He's put in puppy hospital because his pancreas is shutting down.
3. Monday, 10PM, Lydia wakes up in respiratory distress and Jeremy drives her to the ER.  She has a nasty case of Croup.  We are ordered to stick her outside in the below freezing temperatures if she's in distress again.

Life happens in 3's, right?  3 major incidents in 3 days.  I think we ought to be good through the New Year... 

At the very least.