Vinnie and the Collar of Shame

When Vinnie took his tumble on the decking last week, as well as spraining his remaining hind leg, he managed to get a gash on his stump. The vet put a stitch in it; that lasted a day. So the vet glued it; that didn't last either, and as it wasn't healing, we took him back today.

He now has three beautiful stitches, and to help ensure these don't go the way of the others, we've had to resort to Special Measures.

We had a "buster collar" which we previously used on our last great dane. When we tried it on Vinnie today, there was just his skinny body and four three legs sticking out from an enormous white cone! So Rachael went to get a new one, and I must say they've come on a bit since we last bought one. This one is quite chic, I think, and we've all been telling Vinnie he looks debonair. I'm not convinced he believes us...

Off on another trip - thank Vinnie for sparing everyone yet another airport lounge shot!