Bad Day

How you know it is going to be a bad day:
- When you wake up in the morning and Mommy doesn't give you something to eat (even though you beg and plead)
- Then Mommy AND Daddy (that's right, he stayed home on a weekday when he normally goes to work) both put you in the car and take you bye bye.
- Then you go into a big building and lots of people come in and tell you how cute you are (and they are all wearing the same outfits that look like jammies with funny hats).
- Then they put a tag on your ankle.
- Then they take you away from your Mommy and Daddy into a bright room with crazy lights and lots of people running around with masks and goggles and they even make you wear one of the masks....

That is how a bad day starts - or at least how MY bad day started. The next thing I know, my ears are killing me and my tongue  hurts SO badly! Now I am so hungry but I can't really eat because it hurts my ears and my tongue. How horrible!! It was so bad that I tried to warn everyone to steer clear of this hospital because it is full of a bunch of sadists! I screamed at the top of my lungs to warn everyone, all the way home - and even some once we got home. Finally, I was able to eat and watcha little veggietales and I fell fast asleep. I felt a little better when I woke up, but am still not able to eat very well. I don't know why I was put through such pain, but maybe in the long run, it'll be a good thing.

Please pray for me,
E2