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Skittles' Diary

My Dearest Diary,Never again
December 14, 2000

I will never, ever enter a car again.

We went to the vet this morning. Daddy kept himself nice and warm sitting in the car while mommy and I went in and did the vet thing. There was a bit of a snow storm so daddy thought it would be better to keep the car warm and toasty for when we got back.

Well, inside the vet exam room was very interesting. Of course I wouldn't come out and mommy had to take the top off of my carrier off to get me out. I cried the entire time. "Daddy, save me, daddy come and get me." The vet poked, stuck stuff in my ear and everything. Then he went out for a minute. Of course he came back, but with one of the ladies with the white shirts. This didn't look good. It wasn't.

The lady grabbed my back paws and head, the vet grabbed my tail, and mommy grabbed my front paw and under my chin. The vet began the horrible, horrible treatment. He took my blood from my tail. He did it twice!! What kind of person would do such a thing to me? I cried the entire time. I can't stand that place anymore. Mommy says I have to go back. What is she thinking? I'll never go back to that place. You can't make me. I'd rather not have any treats than to go to the vet again. All that ever happens is someone sticks me with something.

Mommy held me most of the day. The cable man came and mommy put me in the other room. I think she was afraid I would go kitty-crazy on him. I wouldn't do such a thing. This is the person that gives me my Animal Planet. I couldn't ever do that.

Mommy is worried about when Auntie Nita and Uncle John come. She's worried that Jess and Cola will come over and I might hurt them. She's talked about sending me to a kennel for the time, but I don't really want to go. They can put me in the other room if they need to. That would be better for me. I can't help it that I've been in a fighting mood. It's the season. I'll try to behave.

Well, today's horrifying experience has tired me quite a bit. I'm going to bed now. Night diary.

-Skittles


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