Your Morning Conehead

Last night as I was lying in bed, reading*, suddenly there came a tapping, as of someone gently rapping their plastic cone against my chamber door...

Yes, it was Shadow, accompanied by Kitty. Shadow bashed me with her cone, rocketed into the room, leapt up on the bed, and demanded my immediate attention. After a lot of petting and scritching from us and more running around from Shadow, Kitty and I got her out into the living room and settled in my comfy chair. Where I found her this morning. Although she had gotten up and eaten most of her dry food.

Shadow has been fed, medicated, and is back in her Fortress of Catitude under Kitty's bed, with supplies of food and water. She's in the bin full of plushies at the other end of the bed. I think she's feeling a lot better today. Although she needs some cleanup around the drains. But that can wait; she's happy right now.

*Harrow the Ninth, which is very confusing.