What is my life?

The cut on my belly keeps itching and i can't stop licking it! my people took me to that awful place because they said it looks like it is "infected." When we returned to the apartment they put this awful plastic cone around my neck.

I AM MISERABLE. I can't do anything! Today, I got stuck in the corner between the couch and the table...I couldn't get out. Later, Christa and Caitlin cleaned my belly with this stuff in a brown bottle...it felt awesome. I just lay there purring and purring...hopefully they clean it again.