"How are you feeling?" I heard a voice say.
I recognized the voice,  It was my mom she was just coming in my room, I was delighted to see her. The nurse told my mom in a couple of days I will recover from my accident and could go home. Toby will be my buddy and keep me company until then.
Mom was asking questions while someone else brought me food. This was still Afghanistan and we were far away from war. Mom asked questions like how long before I'm totally healed and other questions like that. It was 2:00 when mom had to go,  I would miss her. Mom gave me a hug and kiss then said
"I love you"
I love you to mom," I said.
Trying to hold the tears back. Mom said thank you to the nurse and looked back at me one more time then, was gone. The nurse let me walk the pets for vets hospital and this time I did stay calm,
"would you like to see the pets" asked Hanna.
I had no clue what the heck pets were doing in a hospital.
  "Sure I don't mind" I shrugged.
We headed to floor B in an elevator, once the doors extended open there was a huge room. It had a long hallway, I saw cages on either side  of the narrow hallway,  and it did look kind of like an animal hospital. Hanna first showed me this golden retriever but but he was only a puppy.
I put my hand on the bars of the cage so the dog could sniff me. Hanna then took the dog out of the cage and he was a squirmy little fella. I liked the dog but Toby disagreed and started growling at the thing. Grrrrrr
"Toby you know better than to do that," scolded Hanna "don't  make me put you in your cage."
Toby lay down and put his head between his paws saying that he was sorry. I kid you not but it was the cutest thing ever.
"Wait so Toby has a cage to," I asked.
"We'll all dogs do," said Hannah "you need to put them somewhere."
"I just thought that since Toby is so well trained I didn't think he had a cage," I responded.
"Not all dogs are perfect," exclaimed Hanna.
Walking up to this Yerkish terrier.
"What's this dog's name?" I asked.
"Bell" said Hanna.
"His owner abused him and left him to die by a street"
"Aww" I said. "Do you have cats to?" I asked.
" Yes we do" said Hannah.
We visited the cat's place and I looked at a tabby cat that's lost his left eye. Hanna then took me to the vets place. We went in a room that was 107; the man had a wound on his leg. He was laying there peacefully sleeping and I recognized the face it was Tim. Wow I never thought of him being here. We walked back to my room and the doctor Nancy changed my bandage for me. I ate my lunch and watched a little of TV. Then I suddenly grew tired so I fell asleep