I knew no good could come out of ‘trying on’ the ‘Cone of Shame’!! Sure enough, yesterday morning Dad took me to see Dr. Rick, he’s my vet, he’s fun and gives me treats!
It was a bit of a blur, but next thing I knew I could hear Mum’s voice and she’d come to rescue me!!
The nurse was trying to get a needle out of my leg but I was in too much of a rush to stay still. In the end she called Mum in to help keep me still. I was fine about it once Mum was there. That is until the Nurse decided she should put a PINK bandage on my leg!! PINK, like she really didn’t have any other colour!?
I got that bandage off in no time!! Mum said if I didn’t lick my stitches I wouldn’t have to wear ‘The Cone’ – yep, you guessed it, I couldn’t resist, so on went the cone! But hey, I could still reach! Tee Hee
Doh!! Mum soon came back with a bigger cone that she’d swapped for the small one!! A bigger cone, is that really necessary!?
I hopped onto the sofa to eat my bone, you see, I’m not hurting at all, but best we don’t tell Mum or I may not get as much attention – Tee Hee
I just hope Mum doesn’t make me go out with this thing on my neck, I’d never live it down!! Maybe I’ll just refuse to go out?!