My New Accessories
Today my humans left me at the vet. Very suspicious. Apparently my leg was too strong for… my leg. One of my thigh muscles had pulled a piece of bone away, so the doctors had to put everything back where it belonged. Their solution? Several wires. I’m basically part dog, part construction project now. The good news is I should walk normally again. The bad news? For the next two weeks I’ll be wearing the Cone of Shame. My humans call it a recovery collar. I prefer satellite dish.