Was I Chosen?

I came home today and there was a package. I opened it, opened the bottle and inhaled the scent that wafted out. Afterwards I thought, would I put my head in a litter box and like it as much as I like this? Have I matured in my tastes or have I been involved in an accident and suffered an injury that has altered my sanity or my sense of smell. Maybe all of the above!

I have joined the club and I now look at the future with fear and anticipation.

Is there a doctor in the house?