|Courtesy of John Hartzell|
All is well, thank goodness, but the procedure undertaken to remove something no bigger than a chicken tongue has left her with a scar the size of a chicken nugget. And a ginormous bald spot. And a bad attitude.
For a couple of days there she would would aimlessly wander the house, hissing and swatting at nothing in particular. And the site of the surgery must have been very close to her vocal chords because she is keeping her typically long and operatic vocalizations have become short and gruff.
Paired with her scar, her behavior gives off the air of a drunken pirate.
A badass precious kitty pirate.
My girl Tracy’s dog Juno just got a cone and she has to wear it for a whole week.
A whole week?
How can she embrace her inner pirate with a cone around her head?
There must be something Tracy can do to spiffy up Juno’s cone — what do you suggest? Ideas welcome!