As usual, I spent last night in Mom's closet, just like I do every July 4 (and every New Year's Eve, too).
I peeped out a couple of times to make sure Mom was OK, but mostly I just hid deep in her big comfy closet, 'til all the bang-bang noises were over.
I came out around 1 AM, and jumped up on Mom's bed to let her know it was time to take me outside.
And that's when she noticed that my left hip was all wet. And she knew what I had been doing in the closet - I had been "worryating" on my left hip, and now I have a great big boo-boo there. Mom said I was naughty. I can't help it, though - sometimes I just do this when I'm nervous!
It was all red last night, and Mom put medicine on it.
And naturally, now I have to wear the cone again.
Oops.
