The Collar Attacked Me

There I was, with this pink, ringy-dingy collar around my neck. Next thing I knew, it lept up into my mouth and tried to rip my jaw off. I ran through the room, tumbling across the carpet. Feeling the oxygen levels going low in my blood, I struggled to maintain conciousness. Finally, Mom and Dad looked across at me and said "Oh." Not even "Oh!" Just "Oh."