It’s not that it makes me happy that the vet tech rigged up a SUPER Cone of Shame for Margot to keep her from aggravating her lick granuloma. It’s just that when we got home, it amuses me that the first tape I could get my hands on to secure the flap of the outer cone was priority mail tape. I regret that I will be unable to ship Margot to any of you, as I can’t do without her. However, you’re more than welcome to take on her I’m An Obsessive-Compulsive Dog vet bills.
My first reaction to this was “happy day” != (read: does not equal) “cone of shame”; another computer-geeky way was “happy day” > “cone of shame”; but, then I read your justification and understood where priorities lie. 🙂
could the cone be causing some stress and add to the need to lick?
No, we kept her out of the cone for a month and used a cream that no dog on the planet will lick because it tastes so awful (the vet’s words). Never slowed her down. So it’s back to the cone, and I swear, she has a couple of times found a way to get her foot around it tonight. Margot needs to work for Cirque du Soleil.
Poor Margot! Mlle. Renee hopes the other dogs don’t laugh at her because of the cone and cause her more stress.
Emo dogs have always suffered.