Who was it said “Home sweet Home“? Whoever it was must have spent time in the hospital too.
Here I am, home, with a new haircut. The woman is pleased to see me although she has the place locked up like a gaol. I’ve tried every window and sat at all the doors in turn, wailing. But to no avail. I can’t get out of the house.
So although my release from the animal hospital is welcomed, I’m still incarcerated. Home Detention.
Am refusing to swallow the tablets.