What if....

.....you couldn't judge distance from objects any more?
.....you couldn't wash yourself any more?
.....you couldn't eat your food from your favourite dish any more?
.....you couldn't hide in your favourite tight spots any more?
.....you couldn't scent rub on edges any more?
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.....you couldn't lick your own bollocks any more?
.....you couldn't lick your own arse any more?
.....you couldn't bite your owner any more?
.....actually, I might just leave this on the little bugger. Life's much more civilised since he got all coned-up.

Work is pure mental so it is.