A bad day for Flynn

What could be worse......

Get up watch breakfast being made, get taken for a walk, get home ravenous and not given any of the breakfast.... why is puppy getting hers? Grrrr!

Get put in car.... ooh another walk we think.....OH NO .... its the vets again!

Dragged through the door, she knows I hate it in here. Mum tells me it will be ok... OK for WHO???? and then a complete stranger takes me through the dread door to the room where bad things usually happen telling me I am a good boy! Now I am really scared.

Lots of strangers in green outfits... they get me out and jab me with a sharp object. Why did Mum leave me at a torture house? What did I do wrong?
I knew only bad things happen here......

Wake up feeling very woozy, not sure where I am but don't like it. Shoulder hurts alot and something has gone up my nose! I want my Mum!

Eventually... seems like a life time Mum comes back for me... I am all of a daze really.... still am. We did go for a walk but I just carried my stick and ball, no feeling up to running about. Apparently there is nothing serious wrong with me. Thank goodness... I may not have to go to that place ever again!

Please make tomorrow better!