today is the first day in awhile that i feel vaguely human. my fever is gone. i ate a good breakfast. i played with some toys. yeah, i'm feeling better. mom says she is feeling better too. mom made a list of things we needed at the store and the two of us went out for our morning walk. mom got the stuff she needed and said that we could stop at the charity shops if i wanted- hell yes! so mom and i looked around the shops. i started to give mom a hard time. i wanted things and she said no, so then- leave shop, next one. and mom would be all- give me a minute there are things i want to look at. then i would throw myself on the ground and try to pull mom over. yeah that kind of thing didn't go over too well. mom said if i wasn't going be good while she looked at things we might as well go home. i started screaming and yelling. i tried to throw myself on the sidewalk but mom had my harness strap, i just kind of hung there. i refused to walk. i wanted mom to carry me. she said- no way, you walked here you walk home. so i screamed louder. i started yelling HELP! HELP ME! HEEEEELP! because that's what i say when i want to be picked up. mom and i made quite the scene stomping down main street i'm sure.
turns out i wasn't the only one having a bad day. mom and i stopped at the bus stop in front of the train station for a rest, this woman with 3 little girls blew past us. all of them were shrieking. i was so mad at mom for making me walk home and not letting me get my own way, i ended up puking on myself. right there on queens street- pukies. mom wasn't phased in the least. there's so much puke on the sidewalk already, my little pile wouldn't make much difference.
got home. i ate my lunch and mom tucked me in bed. i had a good nap and woke up in a better mood. mom and i did color time with crayons. we hung out and had some fun. dad should be home soon, i can't wait to tell him how mean mom was to me today.