Just Say No To Shots!

Little Guy and Sunshine were really excited. Mama and Gran were heading to town and they got to go. In the van! They never, ever get to ride in the van.

They rode and rode and finally Mama pulled to a stop at a gate. A woman in a uniform checked Mama and Gran's ID's. Little Guy and Sunshine didn't have any ID's but the lady said that it was okay.

Soon Mama pulled into a parking place. She opened the sliding doors and Little Guy and Sunshine hopped out. They looked around. They heard other dogs talking. Little Guy tried to get back in the van. Mama had already closed the door. He was not happy.

Gran went inside and signed their names to the register. Mama stayed outside with Little Guy and Sunshine. They waited and waited. Finally, Gran suggested they go inside and sit. Sunshine was grateful to go inside the air conditioned building. Little Guy really wanted to stay outside.

Sunshine sat beside Gran. Little Guy sat beside Mama. Little Guy decided he wanted to sit in Mama's lap. Then he saw the window behind Mama's chair. He started climbing over Mama to open the window and go outside. Mama was most upset. She started pulling him down. He held on as tight as he could. Mama finally stood him up and they went outside for a timeout.

A long time later, Gran called Mama and Little Guy inside. Little Guy put his brakes on but Mama was stronger. They went into the examination room. Little Guy went first. The doctor weighed him. Then the doctor drew some blood for tests. Little Guy didn't want to give that doctor any of his blood. Then, Little Guy got a shot. He cried. He was not happy with Mama. He went and hid behind Gran while Sunshine took her turn.

When Sunshine was done, Mama led Little Guy and Sunshine out the back door. They got in the van. Little Guy got in the very back of the van. Sunshine just sat in her seat and gave Mama a nasty look.

On the way home, Mama stopped by the drive-thru at the bank. Little Guy got back in his seat. He wanted to smile at the bank teller. Going to the bank was fun.

Then they stopped by the co-op to get Grandaddy a present. Little Guy and Sunshine wanted to help the man load it in the van. Mama said no. Poor Little Guy and Sunshine. They never get to have any fun!

Grandaddy met them when they got home. Little Guy and Sunshine jumped out of the van. They couldn't wait to tell Grandaddy all about their traumatic afternoon.

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