Hutch continues to improve. He has two bandages on, cannot go for long walks (sadkins!), & is wearing The Cone of Shame. He also has no awareness of space with regards to that cone. I’ve been whacked with it so many times because he follows me everywhere because he loves me.
And below: from my friend Rocky, who is amazing. She asked what I liked and I told her, the hat Sherlock Holmes wears (and I like Sherlock Holmes, and almost anything remotely associated!). So this will be my new FUCKING AWESOME Twitter avatar for a while.
I’m glad he’s improving!
Thank you! He is not happy about the cone. My friend told me cats are even worse! #yikes
I’ve always thought dogs and cats hate them equally, just in different ways. Dogs hate them and get clingy and sad, cats hate them and everyone else, and get either frozen or neurotic. But I wouldn’t want a big plastic cone on my head preventing me from taking care of myself either (not that an animal taking care of itself in this kind of situation is ideal-dogs don’t perform surgery, so likely don’t know how to take care of stitches and such).
Well kiss him on his nose from me, air kisses are permitted.
“clingy & sad”! That is Hutch now! & yeah, who would like that cone? I will give him a smooch. Thanks for your kind words.
LOVE that avatar!