Conehead

Aw... we joked that one of Ms H's birthday presents was Arlo going for his "op" a day after... you know, that op. He's been starting to embarass himself and Ms H on the couch next to her and it was suggested it happens sooner or later rather than it becoming a habit, whether neutered or not.

So today was the day and off he went. We got called to say he was crying post op so we picked him up early... aw... it's taking him time to realise how to do things with a big cone on his head, and his big collie ears are picking up so much more now.

He just looks at me as if to ask when we're going to stop messing with him. Poor wee boy. Must be a pain in the... wait.. oops. Aw...