A Bad Day

Today was a bad day. It started out good though. This morning I found a tasty treat in the back yard. Mom interrupted my snack when she came out of the house yelling "NO, STOP DAISY, COME, COME HERE RIGHT NOW, STOP EATING THAT, COME." I didn't know why she was yelling but I decided to go see what was up. When I got to her she put me inside and went and picked my snack. I was excited at first, I thought I was going to get to eat my snack in the comfort of the house but she wouldn't give it back to me. She just put it up on a table where I couldn't get to it.

That was pretty mean of her but it got worse after that. She went and got some stuff called Hydrogen Peroxide and filled a syringe with some of it and SQUIRTED IT DOWN MY THROAT. She didn't do it once either. She waited a bit and did it again, for a total of four times. It's was really nasty stuff and made me feel really bad. After the forth time I felt so bad that I threw up. I guess that was what mom wanted me to do because she didn't make me take anymore. I felt cruddy for a while after that.

Why is my mom so mean to me? All I wanted to do was snack on the funny looking things in the back yard. I don't think that's a reason to make me sick on purpose.