

Last night I had to break the news to my mom that I was hurt (again). It's been a while since I've had any injuries so my mom has been pretty excited...until now. She took one look at my right eye and immediately made me take 2 little pink pills (she called them Benadryl, but I don't know what that means - they were simply 2 pink treats to me!), and another little treat (something called Rimadyl -what is that? It tasted great!). Don't tell my mom, but I really liked these treats - even if I got them because my eye was hurt. Plus, my mom always tells me what a
good girl I am when I get treats. She says that I'm the only girl she knows that eats these pink pills without any kind of coating. Hmm, I wonder what that means? I just like to eat anything that is a special treat - who needs a coating?