I like to think of myself as a cool dog. Stylish, sociable, confident and handsome. Braff-Rhaff. But my image was tainted… I thought I would avoid wearing one of these things, but after an injury on the weekend, there was no avoiding it. Grrrrr….
What happened you ask? Well CK and I were at the NMC Dog Park this weekend to play fetch. As usual I am impatient and couldn’t wait to chase my chuck it ball, I was so excited to chase that I didn’t even notice my foot was bleeding. It was only when CK stopped, put me in the car and went to visit Dr. S’s office, that I noticed my right paw was feeling a little funny. I licked and the taste was familiar. ..
When Dr. S finally saw me, she noticed my back claw on my right paw was nearly off. She quickly pulled it off, tingled at first. She then bandaged me up and slapped this funny looking thing on my head. It was quite uncomfortable and annoying at the same time. My paw was itchy and wanted desperately to chew off the bandage, but this damn cone wouldn’t let me. Grrrr….