So, the past week Mommy has been sick. She’s been sick before, but this time really got on my nerves. I swear she hasn’t even gotten dressed in a week. She showers, puts on a baggy t-shirt and the very same bathrobe she had on before the shower. She says stuff like, “Bob, come sit with me, I’m sick!!!” Oh puh-leez. Like I want to get sick. But she picks me up and puts me on her fuzzy robe where every one of my scales gets stuck, anyway. Thank goodness that she has a big bottle of the smelliest green stuff that she drinks and it puts her out in minutes, then I can go run around.
I started wondering why humans get sick and dragons don’t. Dragons are smarter than humans. This is how a dragon eats: