I went to buy Norbert a new collar today at the pet store.  (Norbert lost his, it is my belief that he did it on purpose.)  It is a satellite adoption centre for the S.P.C.A.  There were six tabby kittens.  Six Norberts looking all cute and fuzzy.  I tried to ignore them, I did!  But one of them crawled up the side of the cage and was sticking his wee paw out and giving hi-fives.  I could not resist but to take him out and love him.  He was so cute and purry. And there were five more just like him. No I did not buy one.  I thought of the Norbert at home with the Cone of Shame.  I have my hands more than full with one ungrateful tabby. Look at this picture. He is so full of hate and rage.  I wonder what he would do if he knew I was posting it on the Internet for everyone to gawk at.  He is feeling much better and is almost completely healed.  He barfed up a great big hairball on the bed this morning so I had to wash and change the sheets and two blankets.  I will add that it was my one day to sleep in.  Again, I know he did it on purpose. Oh well, I love a clean bed.