The collars are off. Dora came into the bathroom last night and plopped down on the floor. I thought she was sick. She let me pet her and didn't squirm or act like she was in pain. She just laid there and looked at me.
Then I saw the problem - her foreleg was caught in her collar. She let me take the collar off and wandered away, none the worse for wear.
I took Alfred's collar off as well.
I guess they're too young for collars. They were only tight enough to keep from slipping over their heads, which apparently left enough room for Miss. Feline Ballerina here to get her leg into.
They have been celebrating by galloping about and literally bouncing off the walls ever since.
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