Step into my paws...
I've been licking my wound. I guess this is not acceptable. Joan says I've swallowed more neosporin than has penetrated my wound.
So...yesterday this is what happened. I wish the poodles had to step into my paws for a week and wear this cone!
These are called Elizabethan Collars so maybe I'm supposed to feel regal. But really I just feel stupid. I just stand around, not knowing what to do. I wouldn't even go outside to go to the bathroom. I kept running into things - the chair, the kitchen cabinet, the stairs, my bed. Joan took it off last night and put on a pad with her bandage wrap overnight. This morning she looked at me and saw the wrap and bandage on my bed off of me. Ha ha. BUT she was happy that my wound was crusty and hard.
After our walk, during which I took a few licks of my wound, Joan put the cone back on me at home. Then she got on the web to investigate collars because this one seems kinda big. (She borrowed it from our neighbors who have a bigger dog.) That's where she found a better idea! Even though I still feel kinda ridiculous, it is far better than the cone dog look!!
Joan says I'm very becoming and that I'm kinda a UofM dog now since I'm wearing the WebCT CE to Vista T-shirt that they gave out last year. Not that I even know what that means or you either but it is RED. No one's gonna miss me when we are on our walks!