Today mummy scooped me up from out of the sun to take me to the lady who pokes and takes my blood. Today there were too many people in the room and I didn't like it so I focused on one little spot on the ceiling until they had stopped taking my blood. My mummy was looking at me and telling me it was ok but I was a bit annoyed and wouldn't look her in the face.
Tomorrow the poking lady will tell my mum if I am ok. I hope I am because I don't like going to see the poking lady. Now I have been given a treat and am sleeping in the sun. I wish summer wouldn't have left so soon.