The kids wanted to sleep over since I'm working from home this week. They were very good about treating Charlie with care. The cone, however, was an open target. Nicky took to it right away. She's says I put it on her, I say she put it on herself. The jury's out. Either way, I got the picture! She's gonna love this when I send it back to her when she's, oh, 16, 18, 21 ...
Otherwise all remains good at Casa de Charlie. He's out and about, riding in the car to the vet for MORE staples this morning, walking freely around the house now, and having no signs of problems, other than the little depression he goes into when the cone goes back on his head. Bribery attempts with treats did not sway his opinion of the vet either. However he has just three more days of antibiotics and one week of staples and cone remaining. We gave up on the painkillers days ago, and he's not complaining of pain, so six less pills a day works for me.
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