Since the invention of the dastardly “cone of shame”, we’ve been asking that question. Sure, it’s functional. Yes, it keeps a dog from licking his stitchy-itchy spots. But it really puts the cramp in a guy’s game. Ladies, it’s temporary! My paw to doG, they’re minting my medal as I speak. I’ll buff that bad boy ’til it shines, mark my bark.
When I’m not watching football on TV, helping my Dad in the stockroom, supervising things in the domestic dietary department, or making my way through the heaps of toys and biscuits my admirers (and Tucky’s) have sent, I’m all yours. Line forms to the right, no pushing. There is plenty of me to go around!
For the un-initiated (there must be somebody who hasn’t heard the story yet), check out my first-ever Daily Corgi post. If you’d like to send me and the family a holiday card, check out the facebook page for the scoop on that particular poop.
A shift at Dad’s shop today and a follow-up visit to the vet have taken a lot out of me. Oh, and carrying this plastic nonsense around. That’s ten and-a-half kinds of thrilling. Can you tell by the look on my face? One way or another, this thing is coming off.
Over and out, Corgi Strong!
Toby the Hero