Still yowza. But prettier sutures!! He's such an accessory whore.
And, as a bonus, he gets to wear this stylish ensemble. The CONE (dum, da, da, dum, dahhhhh). This is not a happy dog.
Oh yeah. Misery baby. It's sorta hilarious, because he's totally not used to his head/neck being that large. He keeps banging it on doorways. The real fun was when he really, really wanted to lay down and totally thought he couldn't. He's a smart dog and he figured it out eventually. Pretty sure doorways will always be funny.
Good news is that he can't get at the sutures. It was pretty hilarious at the vet's because the vet brought out the cone and was telling me how to use it, blah, blah, blah, then said he might not need it, blah, blah, blah. Then Toby totally found his balls and started gnawing at the first stitch right there. The vet said "All right, buddy" and took off his collar and wound it into the cone which he then slipped over Toby's head. Hah.
I will also post about the garden in a bit. We actually got it pretty much ALL done!! Yay! I feel so much better.
Belinda
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