My mom rudely held my mouth shut this morning after she poked that nasty, liquid, non-chicken-tasting medicine in there! I held my ground, though, and still managed to spit some out at her. Got her PJs this time, and her arm, too. And splattered another spot on the carpet.
Sadly, I probably did the most damage to myself because it got all over my little chin. Now I smell that like that nasty, icky stuff! And I'm telling ya...it don't taste like chicken.
I did win a small battle this morning, however, when Mom took me outside to walk before she went to work. I presented her with a lovely pile of super-runny poo. That'll teach her to not give me the gross medicine!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment