Thoughts, dreams and adventures of an empty nester who has retired and left the Big Apple for a home in the suburbs.
Saturday, May 30, 2015
Burnie
Hi, Burnie here. Mom's been home from her trip for almost two weeks. Do you think if I sleep in her suitcase, she'll stay home.?
I doubt it.
I've been home from the hospital for almost two weeks, but mom still insists on giving me a needle every day, TWICE a day, whether I need it or not. It's not fair, Crash doesn't get it. I try wiggling away from her, but she holds on so tight. I get even though. I insist on laying on the floor so she has to bend way down to give me a shot. That makes her very uncomfortable. It serves her right, that needle hurts.
I did find a good hiding place. She has a big cabinet and I go behind it in the corner. She can't fit. Maybe she'll take the hint that I just don't like those needles. We're going to see the doctor this week. Maybe she'll say I don't need those needles anymore. Toes crossed.
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