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6:50 AM: I am a prisoner in my own
home. Incarcerated by a yellow ribbon with a silver bell,
destined to spend my life in gloomy solitude. I couldn’t
possibly be seen in public wearing a collar!
9:00 PM: Skirt was in tidy-up mode
today and cleared out the refrigerator. As a result I had masses
of sausages for breakfast, a huge haggis for lunch and freshly
unfrozen fish for dinner. Overeating is very tiring, so I
dragged by favorite silk cushion over to the heater and slept
for ages.
11:57 PM: I tried again and again to
remove the collar. But it’s useless. It seems I must accept my
fate and suffer this appalling misery.
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