Granny’s cat, Sweetie Pie, had a cosmetic operation which she ruined by scratching open the stitches. Naturally, the veterinarian put her into a Cone of Shame. Sweetie Pie, I mean, not Granny.
MaMA let me play with The GIMP on her laptop, and I made the sorry picture of my sad neighbor more interesting.
Granny calls Sweetie Pie in her cone Suzie Sunbonnet. MaMA calls her Scarface. MaMA feels sorry for her, though. She arranged Sweetie Pie’s food dish to make it easier for SP to eat, and put some water in a smaller bowl. She said she nearly cried this morning when the vet said SP had to wear the device another ten days.
Meanwhile, Sweetie Pie has lost another half-pound (which is good), and Munchkin continues to eat (which is also good, except when he eats out of my bowl!
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Have you ever had to wear the cone of shame?