I'M BORED!!!I'M BORED!!!I'M BORED!!!I'M BORED!!!I'M BORED!!!I'M BORED!!!
'No running!'
'No jumping!'
"No noise!'
'Be a good girl!'
These are the orders / commands that I hear the most everyday since something inside me was taken out eight days ago.
I'm a bit sad that Mom and Dad have no sympathy for me because they think it was better for my overall girl wellness. However, something which upsets me the most is the vet said my DIET should be reviewed from that day onwards. Do you know what it means???
SIGH!!!
On the 4th day, I played with my stuffy INDOORS.
He's one of my best pals.
On the 5th day, I spent an hour on the swing with my dad
for some fresh air in the morning
Breathe in...Breathe out...
Swing high...Swing low...
Swing Chariot???
On the 6th day, I had a little more freedom
but running and jumping weren't allowed
On the 7th day, I promised I wouldn't violate their rules,
still no jumping and running.
Don't they know that those are my expertise?
Today is the 8th day, see how bored I am
Oh, that's something good. My hair has grown back a bit.
Let me show you my ouchies
the second day
today