So when Acorn went back to see this vet, he took hold of her satellite dish with both hands and peered inside the cone to ask, "Are we feeling sick, honey?" And she immediately projectile vomited into his face. What didn't hit his face landed all inside the collar.
It was great.
I mean, it was terrible.
But I still let out a big burst of laughter before I shut it down and said I was sorry. The guy took it really well and made some joke as he cleaned himself up.