The next time I opened my eyes, I felt like the world was spinning. I tried to get up to right myself but my legs would not listen. The world was going crazy. I sensed a change between my thighs. It wasn't painful, I was too drugged up to feel it. When the world felt normal again, mom brought me bowl of chicken and dog food. :)
Since then I had been with this ridiculous cone of shame. I still don't know what I did wrong to deserve it. Was it the wood I was chewing on 2 days ago? Or the fact that I was running around the house ignoring mom's commands last weekend? I may never figure out.