Poor Corgi:

 

"I do not like the cone of shame."

 
 

"...*cracklepssshhkkk*...Houston...Houston...we have a collar...."


 
 

Poor kid got her lady parts snipped on Tuesday.
The Boyo and I may have been laughing a great deal at her expense since then.

She can’t figure out how to keep her head up when she’s navigating stairs,
so she keeps running into them like a confused Roomba;
when we take her outside in the rain, it fills the cone like a traveling aquarium–
the more disconcerted she gets,
the harder we laugh.

I tried to tell Nami that Lady Gaga wishes she had thought to wear a plastic cone
to the Grammys instead of that tired ol’ egg trope,
but I don’t think she cared.

Not even when I offered to Bedazzle it.

 
 
I am an AWESOME dog owner, y’all.

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3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. behnnie
    Apr 04, 2011 @ 11:01:18

    “She can’t figure out how to keep her head up when she’s navigating stairs,
    so she keeps running into them like a confused Roomba; when we take her outside in the rain, it fills the cone like a traveling aquarium…”

    I heart you, Ms. Pinky.

    Reply

  2. cute pictures
    Apr 20, 2011 @ 13:59:43

    Kudos!! this is a very well written blog!

    Reply

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