Next thing I wake up, feeling pretty sleepy and whoozy, an I have this big white thing on half of my body.
Well, the rest is history. Just know this ....... " I am not going in any dang box ".
I don't like all this moving stuff. I'm just going to get on the bed and take a nap. Maybe if I'm real quiet, they won't notice me, and there won't be any box problem. But it is time for my lunch!
Porgy tells me I ain't going in no box. I believe him; he's my friend. If I yell real loud, I know my Mommies won't force me in a box. Maybe I'll just whine like I was crying; that gets them all the time.
I don't mind a different house, or finding what that there Ocean is, but I'm not goin in any box. I'll be happy to be near Auntie Mah and Bailey tho.
I'm just going to think good things and be a good boy. I'll even be good when Mommy Jean puts that smelly stuff on my belly tonight. I will be an Angel.(whatever that is). Anything to stay out of a box again. They never have put me in a box, so maybe they won't this time. I can't believe my Mommies would do that.
I just had lunch, so I'm gonna talk to Porgy, and take a nap.
Talk to ya later.