There she goes again!

Winter is supposed to be my FREE TIME from itching. It's ALWAYS been my free time.

All two winters that I've had before this one.

BAWH!

But this winter the itch didn't stop. That ISN'T FAIR.

Even mymom thought it would stop. I didn't have to have BATHS every WEEK. I didn't have DAMP TOWELS scrubbed over me before bed. Free, FREE, FREE!

But the itch didn't go away. And then the itch GOT WORSE.

BAWHFUL!

Mymom got out the special spray, but I can only use that for the worst times because it would make my SKIN THIN.

BAWHFUL!

But it helped. And she started with the towels and she started with the baths and then I started getting a PILL at every meal.

I FEEL BETTER.

BAWHSOME!

Mymom keeps changing the bath thing. It used to be at myauntie's next door, where the special tub is very high and has a special sprayer. But it got COLD and going between houses was even COLDER WHEN WET. So then mymom used her not-special tub. It's low and it has a people sprayer and it worked and I only try to climb out of it sometimes. But mymom puts her hand on her back and says, "OWOWOW."

That's not good.

Yesterday mymom took out a very old sprayer and she fiddled and fiddled and fiddled with it and then she put me in the SET TUB and THERE WAS THE SPRAYER waiting to get me wet.

It was faster and THAT'S GOOD. And mymom didn't say, "OW OW OW" and THAT'S GOOD.

But I wonder if she noticed that NOT ALL OF ME FITS.

She might have. I don't think she MEANT to get all that water all over the floor.