Chapter 9

Before I knew it the day of the full moon dawned. I had gotten better and quickly. I was in bed for another day before I was fully awake and walking around. The days leading up to the full moon was difficult for me. I was irritable and the stress of the approaching day made it worse. I had snapped at everyone even Grams. She took it like a champ though. She had only laughed, which as a result made me more irritated. My dad however, only fought with me. Oddly enough that helped me to cool off a bit. Guess all I needed was to let off some steam, and fighting was the way to do that. My mother stayed out of my way. So did George. I didn’t blame him. Every time I lashed out, according to Grams, my eyes turned yellow, and my claws came out to play. It’s enough to make anyone worried that I will rip your throat out if you push me a little.