Oh my!

Here's Lucy (quite rightly) feeling a little sorry for herself. 

It didn't take her long to pull off this dressing, so we had to resort to the dreaded plastic collar, which she hates with a passion. She seems to be able to remove it at will, I was up at 4 am and again at 6 am putting it back on. Unfortunately, I was too late and she managed to lick her wound red-raw in places.

I've put a pic in extras of her wound complete with stitches. 

WARNING if you are squeamish, do not look!