The #$%@ Funnel on My Head

i was a happy cat
with purrs and pounces
and hearty naps.

they said i needed fixing.
i didn't know i was broke.

so now i'm fixed
and trying to clean
and clean
and clean
my tummy
where the indignity occurred,

and they take me
back to the vet
for another shot
and

a stinking funnel.

i walked backwards
i ran into walls
i marched around lifting each paw carefully

and still I have a funnel on my head.

it has been a bad week.

i'm purring again,
just pretending there is no
plastic collar.

kneading the place where
i plan to nap
in a little while.