Yesterday, mom groomed me. I have been licking at my foot a lot lately and a week ago, I visited my vet. He did a very thorough exam and couldn't find any concerning issues. I was prescribed 5 days of Previcox just in case. Both mom and Dr A think it's anxiety but that's another story.
So now mom grooms me and discovers this~
We didn't get photos of mom trying to put the soft evil lampshade on me but believe me, it wasn't pretty. Picture a bucking bronco flinging his halter over his head about 20 feets from where he's standing. Yup, that was me!
So the next bestest idea is Bag Balm and a sockie with velcro to keep it in place.
This stuffs smells funny, mom.
I am waiting for the treat that I was promised!
Mom says today is an inside play day so that I can TRY to remain calm and heal my foot. The treat machine is a fun past time and yummy too!
You operate the bone lever and I will eat all of the treats that you dispense to me, Mitch ☺
It is rainy and very cool and I needed to go out for a peepee break and look what she made me wear - a poo bag over my AireSockie! I sure hope that none of the neighbors see me in this get up! What will they think?!