It's off! It's off!!

Finally! You don't know what I've been through this past week and a half. I wake up in the doctor's office with this plastic contraption wrapped around my head and yet another shaved leg. Why are they torturing me? I feel like my head's stuck in a toilet bowl. I spend all week trying to get around without getting that stupid cone caught on something and let me tell you, it wasn't easy. There were many mishaps, including one where I tried to jump up on the couch, caught the cone on the edge, and fell backward onto the hardwood floors and hit my head on the coffee table. I guess I should be happy that damn cone helped cushion the blow. I couldn't take my morning baths all week (as you all know, I prefer to bathe myself daily, a la cat by licking my paws and wiping my face and just generally getting clean to start my day). My fur was neglected, my eyes were runny and red and I couldn't scratch my ears. I don't know if you all understand what torture that is to have an itch that you can't scratch. Man. But I couldn't get my stitches out for 10 days so I had to wear the cone. And 10 days is today. But it's Sunday and they're not open. But Mommy, being the generous person she is, decided to take it off since she was going to be home studying and could watch me like a hawk. But that also means that every time I try to go for my butt, she yells "no!" and I have to stop. But that's ok. Because I am currently spending the rest of today rubbing my eyes, licking my paws, scratching my ears and just enjoying the fact that I can curl up on the couch without trying to figure out how to work around the cone. And soon, I will be licking my butt again to my heart's content. I can't wait!