Shaggy To The Rescue

Mom had one of her migraines yesterday so she took one of her pills. Then she took another one.
On an empty stomach. On account of she's dieting.
Those pills are called bar-bitch-uates and while it didn't make her bitchy it made her woozy.
It was a real nice day so we went out to the porch to sit on the swing glider thingy and before I knew it her head was swimming and she was slumping down on the seat with her head all lolling around and her arms all weak and dangly.
"This ain't right" I said to myself.

I started meowing real loud in her face and pacing back and forth and meowing at her again right in her ear. Over & over.
She could hear me meowing but wouldn't lift up her head. She knew I was there, she just didn't want to move.

I did the next best thing, gave her a mighty whap whap whap on her face with my big mancatly paw and it startled her awake enough that she realized what was happening. She staggered (quite literally, I hope the neighbors weren't watching) into the kitchen and got herself a Coke.
The sugar helped quickly, although she still felt wiped out and shaky.
I got big hugs and then after she had a bite to eat we went for a long nap on the big bed.
Scooby & Scout came too, but I made sure to sleep next to her.
What would she do with out me?