Waking up in my own bed after the chaotic events of last night felt surreal. The sunlight streamed through the window, indicating that it was much later in the day than I had anticipated.
Memories of the previous evening flooded back, and I suddenly remembered Titan and his snake bite.
Leaping out of bed, I raced to the lounge in my pajamas, hoping for confirmation that he was still doing okay.
"Titan?" I called out, my voice carrying through the quiet house.
To my relief, he came bounding over, his tail wagging furiously. In the daylight, I could see the patch of fur they had shaved off on his shoulder to treat the bite, which was now patched up, but it didn't seem to be bothering him at all. He was just as boisterous as ever, showering me with affectionate licks as I knelt down besid
