One sad sight

So our wonderful Newfi recently had to have “man surgery”, which after the drugs wore off and he returned to reality was not real happy about, but he’s forgiven us now, or at least his long term memory is not so too long.

Well the doctor said not to let him lick the stitches, so we tried to stop him, but we failed, and he licked every single stitch out, leaving him in one really nasty situation, but that’s another story for another time.

But him being in his nasty situation meant one thing: back to the vet for more stitches, and this time an added surprise, a cone.

A big nasty, giant plastic ring that circles his head.

It’s a sad sight. He looks like some space creature designed for a 50’s horror flick.

Words cannot do justice to this funny sight, but pictures and a little imagination can.

Here’s some things to help you imagine what he’s like– he can’t walk up stairs because the cone catches the corners. He has trouble walking through doors because the cone catches the wall. He has trouble walking around basically anything because he can’t tell how big his head is now. When he eats or wants a bone he has to really focus to reach it, and when he comes to get a pet, he just keeps pushing the plastic cone into your leg trying to get his head near you. It’s really funny to watch him, kind of sad, but I’d rather make him miserable for a couple of days then have to get a third set of stitches.