Poor Tate got fixed today. (Interesting to try and explain that to a seven year old...). Anyway, he will not leave the incision alone, and so the doctor insisted on a cone. (20 bucks more too!)
He keeps bumping into walls, and so he stands in one place and won't move because he doesn't have a good read on where he's going. Poor guy!
When we got into the car, Kathryn said, "Oh, poor Tate! Now he has to wear the cone of shame!"
First of all, I didn't know she'd even seen one before. Second, I didn't know she'd know what it was.
I guess one of the dogs on UP has to wear one.
I got such a good laugh. (Especially when I thought she had made it up!!) It still does crack me up though!
No comments:
Post a Comment