
No to plastic!
No to plastic cones!
No to cones!
Just, no! No!
Remember what I told you the other day about my allergies? Well I got some medicine for it and am not supposed to scratch… but mom in all her kindness, decided that an ordinary pet cone would not do for me. A soft collar would be much more comfortable, she said… and much cuter. Hrmpf!
I don’t like it. Especially the green color and the odd googly eyes. It’s bad enough I have to look like a satellite, but do I have to look like a satellite frog? Well, I suppose it could have been worse. She had her eye on a rainbow flower…
Meowingly yours,
Champagne