Cone of Shame! (Thank You UP!)

The First Cone of Shame, Sonata 11 wks

...and this one literally is a Cone of Shame.  Sonata has had her back dew claws removed.  I told the vet that it was up to him what he thought should be removed, and he opted only to remove her back ones.  He deemed that those were dangerous because they were so loose.

I got Sonata home, and placed her in the kennel.  She wanted water, but I have been told she is not allowed to have any until around 7pm.  After much noise and whimpering and whining, she finally settled down, and I proceeded to fill out paperwork for her, so that I could get her micro-chip information off as quickly as possible (and her AKC registration).  I happened to glance down at her, so that I could see what position she was sleeping in (since she was so quiet), and horror of horrors, the blasted dog breed with the giraffe tongue was ripping out her stitches!

Calling the vet's office I quickly scooped her out of the kennel yelling at her to stop, and raced her off to be checked over.  When I looked at the towel that I had put down on the seat I noticed a few drops of blood.  That was when I realized that she actually had managed to pull out at least one stitch.

The Second Cone of Shame (Sonata, 11 wks)

When I got her into the Vet's office (Doylestown Animal Clinic), they took her back and looked her over.  They confirmed that she had pulled one stitch, and took care of the problem much to Sonata's yelping dismay.  When they returned her to me she had a 23 inch collar on, the next size up (for an additional $2), and the inability to even think about getting to the floor let alone her stitches.  Looks like I am going to be holding chew toys and water bowls for the next week.  Please feel pity for both of us!

**Update on Grey:
Grey also went into the vet's office, because she started to ooze pus yesterday out of her wound.  I actually even filled out 'euthanize' paperwork for her this morning, thinking that this was the last of her.  Turns out that thankfully it was unnecessary.  Grey is now home, meowing more like her old self, and even with some of her old spunk back.  The doctor found a warbler? worm embedded in the wound, and removed it.  He gave her a two week long lasting antibiotic shot, and sent her on her way.  She will not end up with a collar unless she keeps scratching the wound.  I dunno if I could handle TWO animals with the Cone of Shame!

**Sonata now weighs 16.5 lbs

Count Down Part 1

Well, tonight Sonata is off of food and water.  She has been since 8:30, and she can't have any breakfast either.  It is going to be hard keeping her from the water when I take her out, since the bowl is next to the door. 

...and you Wonder why I am Tired All the Time...

That's right, she goes in for surgery tommorrow to have her dew claws removed.  I hate putting her under.  I really REALLY hate putting her under, however, when I was a kid we had a dog who got one of her dew claws caught in wire, she almost lost her leg due to the incident.  I don't want to take that chance.  It is literally one evil verses the other.  So, keep the fingers crossed, and say a little prayer for us (or a major one, your choice!).

Meeting of the Minds

Grey, Balanced on Baby Gate

As you can see, Grey is slowly healing.  She is also bored, and making sure that we all know it!

Grey, Balanced on Baby Gate

Today I took Sonata down the street to meet up with the two neighbor boys, and their little girl (read toddler).  In the same way as Sere, Sonata ran from the two boys at first, and was unsure about the toddler.  However, once I had the little girl loaded Sona up with treats, she was much more willing to go to her.  The oldest boy she was much more willing to go to and allow pets, with the younger boy, she was not sure of his shouts of exuberance.  I am going to have to get her around more kiddos, so that she will relax more around them.  A couple also went past with a stroller, which I made sure to get Sonata over to and sniff.  She was less then impressed with the whole get up.  She licked it twice, and then collapsed in the grass beside it, panting because it was hot.

Sonata, 10 wks

Last night I spent 45 minutes with Sonata outside, introducing her to an umbrella.  In order to get her close to it I had to put it on the ground and throw Bil-Jacs on it.  Once she started to sniff it and get used to it, I spent lots of praise on her, telling her that she was a really courageous puppy.   By the time I was done praising her, she thought she was queen of the world, and attacking the umbrella like it was a new chew toy!  I made sure to take the umbrella out with me again today, and she simply grabbed it and tried to take off with it.  I am now assured that she is acclimated to the umbrella.

Sonata, (10 wks) Sleeping Under Desk/Foot

Finally, Sonata has taken to curling up at my feet under my desk, and usually with her head on my chair.  Yes, I have already rolled over her once, and tend to end up having to put her into her kennel once she passes out at my feet.  I can't wait till she is a little larger where this will be uncomfortable.  I do understand why she lays there though.  There is an air vent that my desk sits up against, and the air comes flowing out from under the desk.  Or maybe it is because she likes my company?  Nah!