AHHH WORLD ENDING!

Dear gosh! I am going to die. Seriously, we are in the valley of the sun, and, and watery stuff falls down to the dry ground. The sky roars, and makes watery stuff hit ground. Mommy says it's rain. What is this rain? What does it want? Then it starts throwing hard objects to the ground. It is called hail. I am going to freak out. It is cold too. I do not like this hail, or rain. What did I do to have this against me? Oh sky, stop being angry, and leave me alone. I am freezing, Mommy has me wrapped inside her sweatshirt, while she is wearing a jacket. I am still cold. And to make it worse, I have a vet appoinment on April 18 for a check up. I am going to go crazy. I am cold, and tired. Ughh, and even more worse, Mommy, and Grammy, and me have to drive to Az, while Grand Pa stays to make sure everything gets packed up right, then comes to meet us in Geoga. Then were a family again. Grrrrr. I am mad.

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