It's all fun and games until someone ends up in a cone!

Petey in his velcro'd cone this Spring when the tip of his ear got nipped at the dog run and bled and bled.

He liked this clear cone because he thought he looked like an astronaut, but anytime he shook his head, the ear would start bleeding again and he'd look like his head was in a blender, as you can see!

I have to admit, we've been a bit naughty. Our very nice vet techs brought Petey out wearing a rather complex clear hard plastic Elizabethan cone, that had tabs that were rather tough to fit into the slots and and an additional tie around his neck. After removing it for Petey to eat his dinner, the noise startled him so much that I went looking for the cone he got when the tip of his ear got nipped this Spring. Padded around the neck, velcro closure. Easy peasy.

The first night we were home after his surgery, I got a call from his surgeon, checking in and asking how he was doing. She said it was okay to take the cone off when he was sitting on the couch with me, out for a walk, or eating. That his stitches were secure but keep the cone on when I wasn't around or when he was sleeping at night so he wouldn't try to rub or scratch at his eye.

Petey relaxing in his enormous bed, with a ball (!!!), and without his cone!

I have to admit, now that we're on Day 6, he's barely wearing his cone at all, except when we go to bed. I did put it on him when I went to the gym this morning, but just hanging around the apartment, he's been cone-free. Still waiting to find out when we'll go back in for his followup appointment—we saw the Je + Jo ice cream vendor the other day and told her the story about "Je" being his surgeon and told her to tell her "boss" that Petey is doing great! Then we'll be able to throw away--err--store his cone, hopefully for GOOD!

In the meantime, he's howling his demands, smiling when I mention going out for a walk, and visiting some of his pals. Life is very good indeed - what a difference a week makes!