Ouch … (I think)

OMGoodness – what were Kaz and Sooz thinking? Who needs to be up and dressed and out of the house by 6:30am – it’s just not normal! And what was all that at the Vets… sure they were nice enough but I’m fairly sure they did something to me while I was there. If I could get this plastic cone off my head – and keep it off – I could have a proper look. I’m fairly sure they shaved my tummy and there are bits of plastic sewn into there as well. I’m not allowed to play with those… I know that for sure because Kaz and Sooz keep telling me not to. They get quite excited about it too. And about my running around the house – not easy with the cone on. Eating in it isn’t easy either. At least I can still sleep – except when I’m rampaging around at 3 in the morning (“No Nigella No”) and Sooz is trying to get that cone back on. Does she not realise how much effort it takes to get that thing off?