Monday, February 26, 2007
That'll show 'em
Mom was concerned about my right eye. I was squinting last night, so she wrangled me and Dad put some eye ointment in my eye. This morning, they dragged me up from my resting spot in the closet and put more ointment in my eye. This time it flicked out and caught on my hair, so Dad had to wipe my eye and do it again, then a third time. Well, the third time, he poked my eye a little (but I'm OK). OK, in the physical sense, but I'm a little ticked off. I wanted to find a proper way to express my dissatisfaction with Mom and Dad, so I chewed through the power cord to the telephone. I figure maybe they'll get the point.