Let me make this nice and clear for everyone to understand. I HATE the box. I hate everything about it, and today Daddy puts me back in it again.
I had to go and see the Doctor to see how I'm doing after my operation last week. I could have told them if only they'd asked that everything was hunky dory but oh no they decide they need an experts opinion, which only served to back up everything I knew, everything was healing lovely.
Do they not see, I've got an extra spring in my step?
Still I over heard I've not got to go back again, I swear I'm going to find a way to destroy that thing!