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Reflections on Time Spent in a Cone
Vision restricted, and I can’t lick what itches and the world is terrible. Frustration leads to low grumbling and I blunder into furniture. Woman and Man are deaf to my soft whines of woe: patient love tested. Finally, I sigh in resignation to my term in cone prison. Then, I sigh again in case they didn’t hear me. Miserable boredom.
Oh Humphrey, that is a sad, pitiful look. Would your woman and man possibly consider a “ProCollar”? http://www.petco.com/product/100555/ProCollar-Premium-Inflatable-Protective-Collar.aspx
In any case, I hope you are free of the confines of the collar very soon.
Thank you for the thought–Mand and Woman feel that my snout is too long and that I am too flexible! I can sometimes get at my paws even with my cone on. I am well at the moment, though–I was just thinking back on my various spells in the cone. : )
Poor Humphrey, I feel the torment in the the words of your poem. I hope you find freedom soon!
Thanks for reading my poem, Bassa! I’m feeling good at the moment. Woman is done with her job at school for awhile and she and I are going to spend A LOT of time together, I think! The AC’s in today, too, so the apartment is feeling nice.
We love your poem
Putney says he understands your predicament only too well and hopes that your Dreaded Cone too is back in its cupboard, where they so rightfully belong!
Putney knows what’s what!
Oh Humphrey, you poor thing. I hope this doesn’t last long but isn’t it wonderful you were able to channel your discomfort into an emotional poem.
I’m glad you read my poem, Michelle! Thanks!
That’s hard. Must wear this thing after surgery (claw broken), what a horrible time.
I love this poem and I feel for you! Our Athena had to wear one and she felt the same way.
Hugs to you.