Honestly - first it is too hot, then there are lots of growling noises in the sky,
and THEN Dad says I've got to go and see Uncle Andy for a check up! I heard
Dad arranging the appointment on the phone, and I know what the word " VET " means. So
I've been turning my back on Dad to show him how I feel.

Dad says I have to have my check up every six months to keep me fit and healthy, and
Uncle Andy is always very nice and gets a lick on the face at the end of the visit.

But it's just not fair to have THREE nasty things happen in one week... is it?

(Dad: I've got a special treat planned for him to make up for it! ;) )