Cry Havoc! - by the "Dog of War"

No more cone!!

Well, mom took me back to the vet, and she made me lay down on my back to take the stitches out. Mostly it was easy, but that last one HURT! I'm sure glad they're gone.

But guess what.. I still had to wear the cone! Mom said the vet wanted me to wear it for 4 more days so I could heal all the way. Well, darn it, that just made me grumpy.. and it made my brother mad, too. So, when mom let us outside, my brother Apollo decided he'd help me take it off. He bit it and pulled and chewed and tried really hard, until the cone was a total mess. We couldn't get it off! It kind of made me sad.

Mom called us inside for dinner and stopped me to look at the cone. She just shook her head and told me "Well, if you want it off THAT badly..." and then she took the cone off and threw it in the trash! Hooray!!

Now if can just get her to stop giving me those pills...