I'll never be the same....

Rusty hangs his head in sorrow because he'll never be the same again.
Hang in there Rusty...things will get better. You can always spend your days chasing cats instead of hanging out with the guys chasing after females! No more getting beat-up and coming home all ripped apart, and having to spend a few days at the vets office recovering from your injuries. No more stitches and having to wear that stupid cone around your head and having those silly cats call you, "Conehead."
That's right Rusty!!! Now it's payback time for that silly cat sleeping behind you!!!

Ahhh...but you don't have the fight left in you anymore. You just want to spend your days out camping with the family and going to grandma's house in Cynthiana. You just want to spend your days laying on the porch, like "Miles" the dog next door does. Just laying there waiting for your home cooked meals that Mama Bear makes to be brought to you. And waiting for Papa Bear to pat you on the head and give you a good rub-down...Waiting for Baby Bear to get up out of bed so you can jump in his warm spot when he leaves for school each day.
Ahhh......what a life. It doesn't sound so bad after all.