I woke up feeling like trash, my head was pounding, my eyes were red with lack of sleep. I felt like I’d just woken up from a dumpster and I smelled like I just bathed in beer.

I needed a hangover cure, so I wracked my sore brain trying to think of one.

“Hair of the dog?” I thought to myself. That is so weird, but it people swear by it I’ll give it a go.

I brushed my dogs fur and collected some of it off the brush, placing it in a glass.

I filled it with apple juice to wash it down easier. Because I know it’ll taste disgusting.

I then sprinkled in some salt to cut the sweetness down.

And I stirred it till the liquid was a dark murky brown.

I took a sip and found my headache got worse.

I stumbled around and fell to the floor, well I didn’t fall to the floor, I kind of … shrank to the floor.

I crawled along the ground and found myself feeling very heavy.

I plonked down and took a nap, hoping when I woke up I’d feel better.

When I did eventually woke up, I woke to my dog sniffing my butt, I turned to him, to find myself at eye level, and when I went to pet him, I found myself lifting a paw.