She is unhappy with this horrible thing around her head.
There is no chance for cleaning herself
And worse her water bowl gets her head wet.
As funny as it is to watch her eat
Sympathy also reigns the emotions
While she tries to navigate the room
And can not help but bump and knock over everything!
Two out of the five days have passed.
Soon my dear girl, soon you will be free again.
Saturn's Premier Poet 