Nanook’s collar of shame
Remember ‘The Visitor’? Some excellent photos from my talented son. She’s all better now and we are doggie sitting her at the moment.
Nanook recently spent a week in the elizabethan collar that she previously wore in puppyhood.
Situations this embarrassing require plenty of photos. (In this case, 6 photos should do it.)
Her nose sticks out a little bit this time around.
Whilst still being a tiny dog, she’s grown quite a bit in her 22 months. This has effectively shortened the useful length of the collar, altering it from being a impenetrable barrier to licking things that should go unlicked & turning it into a mild suggestion to “leave it the hell alone”.
Sort of a sawn-off shotgun approach to protective medical devices.
Intimidating, but less accurate.
You can rest assured it was as comfortable & safe as a big chunk of plastic around your neck can be. Otherwise we would’ve bought a brand new chunk of plastic to do the job.
The antibiotics sapped her strength quite a bit, but…
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