Tuesday 6 January 2015

Cone of Shame: Day 8


The postman delivered sis's "microwave potato chip maker" this morning and Bobby was given the box. Whilst the chip maker failed to meet expectations, the box did not. True to his nature, he did not let the cone of shame stop his fun.



The swelling has decreased again; a welcome sight. Half his stitches are gone and the incision is healing pleasantly. Unfortunately, I can't say the same for his cone. Having now torn the top and middle tabs that hold its shape, Bobby fashioned his cone as a bib/bamboo hat/hoodie for much of the day until mum fixed it with a twist-tie through the holes he made. Hopefully, this holds up until his stitches are all gone.

I took him out with the intention of checking the mailbox and letting him go for a sniff walk in the afternoon. Normally, Bobby likes to walk ahead and when he failed to after leaving the house, I grew suspicious. Looking beside me after closing the door, I saw him enthusiastically sniff some sort of yellow package. Turns out, Bobby had found a package from sis's American pen-pal!

Of course, after reluctantly giving up his latest find, we had to reward him with something.



It's going to be 38℃ tomorrow. As part of lunch, I've frozen him a Kong filled with a chicken neck, his mix, some egg and a scoop of plain yoghurt. Let's hope it occupies him for some time.

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