Mia had only one plan for spring break: Go to Yaya and DD's house for a really, really long time. So off to Yaya and DD's she went.
The first day she woke up with pink eye. She kindly passed it on to DD. A phone call to the doctor and a couple of trips to the pharmacy and they were back in business.
I was baffled.
On the way home I found out that my parent's cat, Jazzy, was sick and was going to die that day.
Mia was beside herself. Every attempt I made at a consoling death talk failed miserably. She cried giant, pink-eye infested tears all the way home.
As soon as we arrived home, Mia went straight to her room to see her beloved fish, Rainbow. And as luck would have it, he was deader than a doornail.
And now I have pink eye.
6 comments:
(I feel like I have to be just as witty and clever as you whenever I comment...but I'm not! So here's just a plain old normal comment...)
You are too funny. What a comedy of errors! Thanks, as always, for bringing light-hearted fun to what would be "a bad day" in anyone else's life.
Ew. Sorry you have pink eye, and I'm glad we didn't touch eyeballs this morning. That would be a strange greeting at daybreak.
Just think....if you didnt have this blog no one would get to share in the comedy of your tragedies. :) sorry about all animals and eyes!
I really feel badly that I laughed outloud when I finished reading your post. Sorry about the cat and fish and the pink eye. But the way you wrote about it was fun!
Oh, the harsh realities of life!
oh dear, dear, dear, dear, dear! Absolutely HATE pink eye! Death of pets ain't so great either. But I'm still chuckling -- how rude is THAT!?
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