HUMANS ARE UN-TRUSTWORTHY
So, I am patiently waiting my turn to go to My Happy Place, watching through the Magic Window as horse after horse after horse (who were those strange clothed horses that showed up with Aunt Nancy, anyway?) got to go there first, when at last...
The dentist gave me the good stuff, I was in happy la-la, he hardly had to do any of the brain shaking grinding stuff at all, and I was in the "recovery" stall.
Then I realized what humans meant by not being the first to fall asleep at the party...
Things were a bit hazy at first, and I reveled in My Happy Place, but as I awoke, I realized there was something amiss.
Really? This is fun for you?
And it's not just like they made a small alteration and Mother took a picture. Oh, no! Everyone was giggling. Cameras and cell phones emerged from every pocket.
They made comments about how I might end up on the Internet!
And it wasn't until an antler fell off about 20 minutes in that Mother finally removed my peculiar appendations.
I hope you're happy now, Aunt Mary.