Conehead

The cost of owning a large pack part 2...Penny serves as exhibit B.

During one of Charlie's visits to the vet, it was time to have Penny in for a routine check-up when some funny lumps were spotted on her belly. The vet was pretty concerned that there could be issue with one or two of them, so surgery was scheduled for Monday of this week.

Penny came through the process well and now has a Frankenstein-looking set of stitches on her belly to show for it. We are still waiting on the final word on one of the lumps (the other two were fatty deposits), so stay tuned for that news.

Entertaining is Penny in the cone of shame. She is a MENACE! That dog has absolutely no sense of the space around her or anyone else, which means that she bangs and bumps into anything in her path. At first, we all felt so sorry for her, as to see the sad little face in the cone just breaks your heart. The first 15 times or so that she nearly knocked me over, I still felt compassion for our poor little pup in the cone. After having her clip me AND drag the cone all along the wall in the hallway, I found myself quickly losing patience for the annoying dog in the plastic shield.

David was in the same camp and called me on Wednesday to tell me that he couldn't take it anymore, so he took the collar off. Having Penny and the collar and all of the other dogs in the truck was creating chaos, and David thought that Charlie was going to snap and have a nervous breakdown. Even calm and collected Scooby was about over Penny and her bumping ways.

She must realize what a menace she was in that collar, because she hasn't picked or poked at her stitches even once. She was probably tired of having all of us glare at her!