Marty is in a meeting right now, and I was supposed to get to attend, but I was participating "too much" and I got locked in the car! Even worse, I have to wear the cone so I can't lick at my incision. This is not helping Marty's plan to make me love the car. Maybe if she didn't want me licking at the incision, she shouldn't have made me have the surgery in the first place!
Knowing Marty, I'm guessing she'll probably decide that this means we need to practice her giving me treats for lying on my mat even more.
Of course, it would probably help a lot if I got a big walk before this sort of thing, which I DID NOT.
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