Suddenly a terrifying presence surrounded Silvius, but using all of his might he fought off the possession and remained victorious! Success! Silvius braved the dark forces and triumphed! As he brought me back my head, Silvius reflected on how good always wins, and once again evil is silenced.
My head was still acting up but we went on our usual evening walk. Because, as my human, K, said, I should not sulk. In a passing-by glance I noticed in revulsion that Mr. Bull-One’s head was having a ghastly convulsion. What was occuring? Was his head broken? Shuddering, I realized that scene was definitely not a good omen.
By nightfall my entire body was one vibrating mess. I felt as if I were in the middle of the Monster Mash fest.
And so it continues, this horror-carnival of mine. I am sure when I wake tomorrow I will be a doggy Frankenstein. If that happens, who would ever punish me for disobeying? So it could work to my advantage. I’m just sayin’…