Mom said “Wanna take a bath, Fernando?” and I said “Heck no!” and she said “Come on, it’ll be fun.” and I said “Heck no!”
And so, into the sink I went.
At first things went well. I stood there and got all soapy. Mom would say things like “Isn’t this great, Fernando? I’ll bet you’re lovin’ the massage…. oooooh!” and I thought “Heck no I’m not.” Then Mom grabbed her camera and I thought “What the heck?? How long’s this gonna take? Get me outta here!”
I was patient….
that is…
until the final rinse.
And then I couldn’t take it no more. I went into a rage. I do that sometimes. I was growling and biting and all crazy like.
Dad helped calm me down and he got me all dried off. I gave him a kiss. But as for Mom … HECK NO … no kisses for her. (I’ll wait til she feeds me supper)
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